Morning Frost
The first signs of winter
came with the first frost
which touched live plants
leaving them droopy
looking wilted and forlorn
due to the cold temperature.
Snow had not arrived
but the trees now barren
shaken by strong winds
still clung on to dry leaves
that refused to fall
as winter embarks.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2021
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