Icy Repose
Trees are glazed and bent.
In silent chill they breathe on
laden down with ice
laced with delicate design.
Winter's majesty unfolds.
for Tanka Me Fall Or Winter contest
written 11/7/2013
Copyright © Deb Wilson | Year Posted 2013
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