Silence
I sat under a cedar tree,
Listening to the snow fall softly as it melted
The birds, many different kinds
Singing to each other.
The freeway roared softly but was interrupting
Flirting fleeting tweets of the robins.
I cried gently to myself thinking, how beautiful
the soft white snow was when it could be red
Copyright © Lyra Pendragon | Year Posted 2019
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