Just hanging from the shrub branch
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Covered in pure white snow crystals
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Plump red berries waiting for birds
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A Winter Feast for Wildlife Grazing
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A bright splash of winter color
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The bare branch, rich in fruit
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Comments (6)
Super delectable poem! 👏🤤
I was just thinking about 6W6L the other day! So glad you've written it! It was soooo wonderful!
The bare branch rich in fruit - eloquent!
The birds will eat well this winter, from a table beautifully prepared.
Beautiful nature piece.
I hope winter berries taste yummy. Lovely imagery poem