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 Rights reserved with Author (Sonnetsofnightingale)