Early Morning Frost

by

Dwayne Pagnotto

Spreading quietly over the slumbering land
Comes the unfolding blanket of snowflakes.

They look like a flock of whirling stars.

Joyful and laughing they gather in groups
Chasing each other and playing seasonal games.

Or they drift aimlessly

Like confused runaway children
Frightened and alone.

The leaves bid them a dry welcome
As they lay there whimpering softly
About their springtime loves

When in glorious colors they bedecked the trees
Waving adoredly
To the sweet young blossoms below.

Occasionaly one would sacrifice itself
And float to the ground
Landing near a cherished flower

There for just a short time
They would bask
In its special and unique fragrance.

Those days gone now
They lay dried and decaying
Upon the brokenhearted earth

Restless they move about
In deserted places
As the hopeless snowflakes approach.

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Why don't you look at One From A Far Town
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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