The soft glow of dusk brushes through her hair
The cool wintery winds caresses her face
She strides through the snow without any care
As fresh snowflakes blesses her with grace
Deep in winter twilight Spring Buds slumber
Whilst bare limbs of trees catch the falling snow
Through the maze of trees she crosses under
she brushes them off with her hands and blows
Like dandelion fluff that disappears
The snowflakes melt away in twilight's beam
She laughs, softly turning, and then she cheers
Deep within winter's twilight blissful sheen
The cool Wintery winds caressing her face
Twilight's ethereal beauty instilling it's grace
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Author:
Dove (Pseudonym) (
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That grace is instilled in us all with your wonderful words RB.
Andy
Thank you kindly Andy , take care
Now why didn't I write this fine poem about you, if the poem was about a person?! heehee.
Awe it’s was my imagination, in day dreaming twilight splendor. Take care
wonderful write,
especially like the strong start and undeniably emotive ending
Thanks Mek! Thanks for stopping by ! Take Care
......your winter dedicated sonnet sent a pleasantly warming little chill write through me ....
Thank you Neville, all warm chills welcome! Glad you enjoyed, best to you
Absolutley beautiful
Thanks for stopping by! I appreciate the private message! But the reply isn't working! So thanks again !
Very much appreciated
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