They Linger
Cold and snow fell upon the earth
nature's marvel in winter tide's birth
and I was sure the flickering would cease
that called each night to be released;
but as the clouded evening fell
along the fanned out trunk and branching wells,
fireflies still lit the canopy of the trees
there the remaining few blinked freely in the breeze.
Tho temps had dropped to freezing
still they linger in the soft moon glow teaseing
while snow lay along the trodden ground
of shortened time left them to astound.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2017
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