Friday, November 14, 2014

poem of the day November 14


First snow
was nothing
more then
a dusting
Just
a fresh
peck
on nature's 
cheek
Beautiful 
white
flakes
on the
last 
of the
green
grass
made for
a combination
of color
only seen
in the
beginning
of the
long ride
into
winter

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