Two Tanka
a camp fire burns gold
burdened of laden snowfall
naughty pines standing
still as a whispered promise
awaiting a warm embrace
soon a new season
crystalline colored sunbeams
dancing her first dance
along the winding river
the melting snow drips in song
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2018
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