Friday, January 30, 2009

Wintry View

Watching the snowflakes, fat with moisture,
drifting, floating, spinning through the air.
Pristine whiteness changing to sparkling gems
as they dance in the golden light stream of
the street lamp. Settling into fluffy mounds of
lacy beauty.

1 comment:

TAS said...

What a lovely poem. I hope you write more often.
TAS