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The tree,
Once resplendent
In her autumn garb
Of red and gold and green
Stands bare, naked...
...until nimble Jack Frost,
With his clever fingers,
Dresses her once again.
A beauteous princess
In a glittering gown, white
She shimmers as she sways,
Glinting in the bitter wind.
The first frost arrives.
The first frost arrives.
About the Creator
Ruth Stewart
Ruth is disabled - ME/CFS, Fibromyalgia. Pro-women, always. Married with adult children. Dog and bird parent. Lives in Scotland, UK
"In a world where you can be anything, be kind." Caroline Flack
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