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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest · #2208178
Nature at Christmas Time

The wind blew gently across the packed snow,
Anne had always loved winter’s first snow
So pristine and white,
everything is covered by nature’s pure blanket.
As she looked up into the night sky,
her thoughts moved slowly across her poet’s mind,
as again she rubbed her arms.

Stars twinkled like diamonds cast
across a black velvet tapestry,
by the large blue orb hanging
in the western sky.
Its rays bathe the snow in
Serene otherworldly beauty.
Again, she rubs her arms.

This pristine beauty has been
A big part of her life since childhood.
Why does man destroy nature’s way?
With garish red and green
inside décor and tacky
outdoor displays.

Tiny blue and white lights
were woven through the now, white boughs of six tall Fir Trees on either of the road
to the house.
This was done, of course, before the storm.

Anne’s head turns at the sound of mom calling her home.
It’s getting late and colder too.
This does not end in this park,
It follows Anne home.
Where in the front yard,
another tall Fir Tree stands
Tiny blue and white light blinking in the night.

She sighs.

Christmas in mountains.

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