Renewal
The beauty of icy flowers on frozen window panes
There is but a little snow that remains
What once was dead is now renewed
A bird flits by with her brood
The once bare tree turns green with life
The forest now bursts with noise once held by chains
Copyright © Sara Rooker | Year Posted 2015
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