Snow peaked mountains
sun rising
soft cooling wind
distant birds calling
everything is frozen
...frozen in time and space
waiting for the sun
to hit its delicate face
little creek running
ice cold
like the other things
that are around it
sun peaking through
the clouds
this is one moment
in time
that I can say
"This is beautiful"
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Author:
JayFace21 (
Offline) - Published: February 15th, 2011 14:55
- Category: Nature
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Comments2
Excellent! I could readily visualize it, thanks to your description/depiction. Well-written...a delightful scene! I quite enjoyed it.
thanks
so i guess i am good for being only 16 eh?
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