“Every day is a gift. But some days are packaged better.” Sanhita Baruah
A moonless night,
Stars like diamonds
On black velvet,
Hints of cedar,
Of burning leaves,
Of snow on the air.
An owl hooting
From a dormant tree,
A dog barking
In the distance,
Lovers strolling
Along frosty trails,
And
Carols flowing out
From within a church.
All are impressions
Keenly drawn upon
My senses
As I allow the season
To embrace me.
A very apt and timely tribute to the time at hand. I love the vivid imagery that you have shared through your verses, Rebecca. Love, peace, and best wishes,
Wonderful, I too am a big fan of the fall/winter time of year. I never tire of watching the snow fall or how it seems to purify the whole earth even if only for a while.
Fee
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Regis. 🎄🤶🎅⛄🙏
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