Sequin Spiders
Ice on the trees
shines like Diamonds
Artistry of the season
Mother Nature's finest
As if they're a beacon
spun by Sequin Spiders
Ice on the trees
shines like Diamonds
Ice on the eaves
Gleams like diamonds
It's fifteen degrees
Winter's frozen climate
Mother Nature's Decree
before a new horizon
Icicles on the eaves
Gleam just like Diamonds
Copyright © R J. Elless | Year Posted 2022
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