Iced Trees
A
crystal
delicate
menagerie
waiting for the morn
like nature's debutants -
all with sparkling limbs adorned.
The spotlight of the golden glow
now glistening like glass tapestry
and tinkling like an intricate wind charm.
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2017
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