Winter
At the edge of winter
hung the bright sun.
As the trees held out
their arms.
To greet the warmth.
Dark and light came and went.
As the shadows fell across the sky.
Winter will be sleeping soon!
Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2017
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