Through the feathered light
Of dawn's rising
Rustles a frosty song
Of thanks.
Cold and clear,
Golden grasses tinged white
Awaken appreciation.
Amazingly drawn,
Our joyous tears combine
In the melting illumination
Of hidden shadows.
Blessings of awakening appreciation, friends.
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- Posted by mindyjourney
- Oct 31, 2014
- 12 Smiles, 3 Comments
