Twinkling, sparkling, gloves in hand
We rush to greet pure white pristine snow
Our faces awash with an expectant glow
Spring now upon us, buds so lush
Such delight awaits a painters brush
How entrancing blossoms in bloom
Amid an ever-changing fragrant costume
A blanket of azure blue skies overhead
Whispers and promises of warm days ahead
Picnics, climbing, swimming and more
Oh how these changing blankets I adore
As blankets of orange, red and gold
A tale of upcoming winter foretold
Each resplendent with beauty and grace
Bringing warm smiles to everyone's face.
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Phyllis Holt
A Self Published eBook Novelist - Blog & Reviews of Books, Films, Authors & Music since 2016. Writer, Humorist, Cheesecake lover, and cat enthusiast.
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