From My Front Door
A light frosting of snow gently falls
The beauty amazes me from my front door
With each season nature calls
A splendid array of things that do lure
To which an Earth-watcher can never be cured
Monday, January 3, 2022
winter quintain , Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Francine Roberts
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