A Winter's Walk
Snowflakes dancing with the wildest wind,
Those to enhance footprints destined.
The Barren moor top in virgin shroud,
Mingles and jostles amid darkest cloud.
Snow on ‘Daughton Heights’ Reflecting,
Gleaming dreaming retrospecting.
Upon one’s journey through drifts bound,
The first imprints honest and profound.
A Whiter shade of pale exposed,
Blanket mist, the sun indisposed.
The Crocus the Snowdrop quivers,
Above ground another dawn shivers.
© Harry J Horsman 2011
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