Snow drifts all through the late night storm
thin ice coats form,
from cold rains’ freeze
that wraps the trees.
A world of white will soon emerge
and sun will purge
top layers of snow
to start the show.
A winter wonderland appears
then drops like tears.
From cold rains’ freeze
come crystal trees.
Minute Poem – Word Catalyst Writers Workshop Challenge
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Winter Magic
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