A Shroud of White
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Winter buried Fall in a shroud of white
after Autumn had stripped the trees of green.
And a contrite sun diminished its light
while a dulcet moon loaned Winter its sheen.
But Spring soon starts unveiling Her fresh face,
as Her tepid breath warms every brisk breeze.
And when Winter's snow melts without a trace,
Spring grafts green stubble onto naked trees.
Rain-soaked seeds await Nature's direction,
as April showers quench a thirsty Earth.
And overruling Winter's objection,
Spring prepares the thawed soil for life's rebirth.
Restoring color Winter's white washed-out
tulips, trilliums, and daffodils sprout.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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