December Diadem
Rush rustling in the wind protruding presence and peace,
“Winter’s coming” a chorus crawling out the bare trees,
The serene silence of winter's as tranquil as
The hush of sweet lover’s dreams,
December came dancing along adorned in diadem of snow swans and bejeweled ballerinas.
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