It's been a while since I've done one of these!
Warm colors descend to the earth,
covered in frosted sparkle.
The very ground hardens
yet sentiment does
warm my icy
gloved fingers
marking
how
mem'ries
hold power
over nature's
elements. The past
meals, gifts, songs, traditions
do echo through leafless trees.
The chilliest season arrives.
(Prompt by me)
"Stronghold of my Deliverance" by Crusty Da Klown
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