Page 47 - Winter Poetry 2018
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Early morning before the storm
The bright sun shines
Bare trees
Beautiful Winter Kaitlyn
On the quilt covered ground
And the cold breeze blows
With weak branches
Have snow covered tops,
And clear bottoms
Dancing trees
Swaying in all directions
Wind blowing the snow,
Off the long branches
White clouds stayed,
For the rest of the day
It is colder weather
While the sun is blinding
Until the night comes
