Winter Poem

In a quaint little town in the middle of no where, I once saw this majestical scene. I've never been one for poetry, but when I saw such an image of light on snow, I was struck by inspiration. This is the scene I saw.

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Winter Wonderland

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Published: March 2013

Through the trees the sunlight filters,
Glinting off the snow, caressing the water,
While water falls noisily nearby.

The water twists around, winding,
The stream continues on an endless path,
While the rocks remain frozen, solid obstacles.

The light is fleeting, so catch it fast,
For it shimmers, waning,
And the whole forest shimmers too.

The snow clinging to the trees won't always be there,
And as the sunlight wavers,
Frost falls soundlessly to the ground.

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