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Winter haven
White wisps
Falling from the clouds
Like minuscule ballerinas.
An icy day
But warm like I belong.
The fading colors of the leaves
Crackle under my feet,
My breath before me
Then disappears
Into the autumn nature.
The forest welcomes me
My haven, at last
;-)
Good poem, I especially love this line, "Like minuscule ballerinas."
Loved this one!
Loved this one!
Beyond the scope of light,
Beyond the reach of dark..