Cool frosty morning

COOL

My thoughts flows in the

Cool frosty

Morning

Just the crunch of my

Steps break the

Silence

Its as if I've stepped in

Between the pages not

Read

Of a magical book of

Mother Nature's

Hideaways

The water falls, slows

Its flow in nature's

Caress

So softly slipping into

The cold waters

Reach

A gentle breeze touching

The trees ring out in 

Tinkling

Sparkling like a falling

Star searching its

Destination

A winter wonderland

Where the lonely 

Capture

The depth of their

Solitude in Nature's

Unity

(C)Janice Fisher

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