Winter
As relay of snowflakes grip the bald trees,
The chill of innocence tints
White leaves silent as ice.
Bead-like is the foliage of calm nights
When thanksgiving wanders deep;
Through winter’s sacred pall.
Andrea Dietrich's Contest
1 in 4: Choose your Season, Choose Your Form
foliage--3 syllables
6/17/2014
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2014
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