Brown Ice
In the freezes of the winter sunny-sets.
Brown icy lake then the sky turns Burnett.
As the birds walk on ice underneith the hanging pecan trees.
Looking for nuts, shelter., for comfort from the winter freeze.
Copyright © Jack Reed | Year Posted 2012
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