December Days
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Skeletal trees stark and grey, bent over like old soldiers
Casting shadows in the low winter sun
Boughs groan with the weight of sparkling snow
Naked icy fingers beckon us in chilling wind
We trudge through mounds of glistening snow
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Falling playfully into the crisp crunchy snow
Creating snow angels with white wintery wings
Awarded HM in previous contest
10~28~15
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2015
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