Winter’s Grace

Trees plant magic in this place,
silent fog – owl punctuates,
bright moon glides in winter’s grace
through the night till morning

Winter’s beauty is revealed,
moon has so much light to wield,
leaves its silver in the field
in frosty early morning.

©Wendy Mulhern
December 28, 2020

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