falling
crystal raindrops
caught by cedars’ needles
and tickling children’s outstretched tongues
taste the cold stores from cloud-frontage breezes
the globe’s iced cocktail is shaken
tempting wonderland play
snow from sky house
falling
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Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Entry posted in poetry & Rictameter Verse.
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