Honey coloured frosted fields

Where elongated fingers

Of pasty shadow trees reach out

From roots where night time lingers

Morning dawns resplendent 

Lifting mind from nocturne’s maw

With promise of a springtime 

To defrost earth’s frigid core

The seeping hope of warmer days

Permits a spirit dream

Of strolling, skin to sun exposed

And eye washed by the gleam


Though winter’s hours may chafe and drag

Inciting hibernation

A crystal day unlocks our souls

Released to new elation


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