By: Sunbleach9~.

Pastoral scene
in forest green,
and barnyard graced with winter’s clean,
forgiving white infusion
Oh hush now,
hear the stillness~
soft treads in ivory velvet your
apology’s intrusion
Silent and with
contrite breath,
a newborn snow is purely blessed~
your joy in deep communion
Oh can you see
through sparkling tree
a frosted, amber window’s glee
to welcome winter’s fusion?
RW Hand