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Winter Poem MAG

November 2, 2016
By RosyRose GOLD, Middleburgh, New York
RosyRose GOLD, Middleburgh, New York
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Soft snow falls fleetingly from sleepy sky.
When it finally reaches the ground,
it covers everything, allowing nothing to grow.
Timid trees are bare,
Icicles hanging from frail, broken, branches.



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on Nov. 12 2016 at 3:47 am
gayatrielliot BRONZE, Delhi , Other
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Favorite Quote:
"The autumn leaves are a riot of color. They remind us of the good, colorful things, and their crunch beneath our shoes also bids adieu to all bad things that have long gone,"

I love the usage of words, and most of all the beautiful descriptions. It's like you're creating an image on the canvas of my mind, Please check out my poem 'the baritone lullaby