The Trees
The Trees
Dawn Redwood
Golden needles
Grace accentuated
Bare limbs
Hold snow
Like loose cloak
Spring green comes forth
Nest appear in safe place
Eggs hatch
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2012
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