a light brown line began
as more snow was falling
and then a dark, fluttery curve
appeared in the thickening flurry.
it was an animal head
within all these wet flakes,
a very, very, very,
young dear
slowly began to look at
the space and its surroundings.
a young, handsome head darkened
into bright sparkling eyes
as a new borne deer
emerged
into the whiteness of snowstorm,
felt its entire body
and became the miracle of Winter,
a new wonder in the universe
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January 20, 2023 at 9:51 am
patbianculli
A poem for a winter evening. Beautiful, Dan.
January 20, 2023 at 12:21 pm
John Bianculli
Great picture, Dan.
January 20, 2023 at 8:30 pm
Ellen Mandel
So beautiful.