Crystal Season
"It's night before it's afternoon.
December is here before it's June."
Crystals had fluttered to the ground
And settled gently all around,
White as moistened quilt of feather
Upon the pale evening's heather...
Bare now after November’s hand
Stripped the fields while tints disband,
Endowing the trees with light finesse
And silver stars of gracefulness.
Casarah Nance 's Dr. Seuss Contest
by nette onclaud
8/16/2015
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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