Rose Blossoms In The Wind
Stop, and Smell the Roses...
Saturday, July 2, 2016
Winter's Sleep
Heavy with slumber,
Winter readies her downy bed,
Spreading a fleecy white blanket
Over mountains, trees,
And frozen streams.
She draws her lace curtain
Across the skies
And lies down to icicle dreams.
~ Jeanne M. Wilkes
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