Twilight of Nature
Wintertime plays havoc on scenic tours.
Crispness of new fallen snow looks sly.
Chilly air wisps about, taking away yours.
Wooded fare quakes death around the by.
Branches stare outward into our universe.
Backdrop breaking others reaching the sky,
Waiting to bloom, escaping nature’s hearse,
Wanting not to fade into earth’s formation,
Winter the slow refrain, from natures verse.
Spirit stands weak, before new implementation.
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