a season waits
black pearls in the snow
little fingers play
melodies of carols and bells
desolate, windswept, empty fields
below white winter's blanket
burrowers hide away their gift
gutshot
wanderers kneel beneath forever trees
unveiling season's hart
a cardinal's reprise on the wing
weeps and looks for a star
emblem of kings
~Elsa (my wife)
little fingers play
melodies of carols and bells
desolate, windswept, empty fields
below white winter's blanket
burrowers hide away their gift
gutshot
wanderers kneel beneath forever trees
unveiling season's hart
a cardinal's reprise on the wing
weeps and looks for a star
emblem of kings
~Elsa (my wife)
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