Winter Comes
Numb the earth
The ice blue sky
is infinite
The birds are tossed
upon the wind
Ashes from the bonfire
dance in the breeze
and embers glow
sullen scarlet
as the old elm burns
A piercing cry
a hawk
shatters the leace
The old horse startles
in the meadow
Autumn is gone
Winter treads
a stately path
Diamond ice
in silver gaze
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