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The forest awakens to tingle-touch
kisses of frost on its boughs
and the last leaves of autumn
are so pretty edged in silver lace.
“Look at me, look at me”
sing glistening ripples as they fast flow
in crisp diamante sparkles over the
frozen ravines of ancient hills and
into the valley streams below.
The sky dawns exquisite in her
new pearly gown, and brings
with her a tantalizing breeze
which tickles the white wintry grass
until it quivers beneath playful wings.
“Good morning my winter love,
you are so very beautiful,
thank you for gracing my day”
© Stella Armour 2014