Picture Postcard

Written by: Debra Squyres




Picture Postcard The air sighed heavily as Winter rested its head on soft somber clouds lightened earlier by a sifting of rain, snow and ice. It smiled softly at the moon which, once more, made a welcomed appearance in the mantle of night’s sky sprinkled lightly with stars. It shivered considerably near the trees in the cities wearing their crystal jackets, that glimmered slightly with moonbeams smile. It whispered quietly close to sleeping houses bedecked were pristine white hats, fringed along their sides with crystalline tassels. It applauded the sun as it soundlessly arose presenting to the world a postcard bejeweled with Winter’s muse. By: Debra Squyres 01/20/13