A Winter Blanket
First green, then gold, now downy white
Fields wear their gown of wintry delight
Flakes soft upon the evergreen glisten
The doe quietly raises her head to listen
No sound but that of a winter wren
Calling to her mate in the forest glen
Beneath her blanket rests the earth
Gathering strength for spring's rebirth...
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2014
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