Winter Woods

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Winter woods aren't desolate
As they would seem to be,
For beauty dwells at every turn
For searching eyes to see.

©2012 Kristina Plaas, All Rights Reserved
The black of trees is ermine trimmed;
Each bush is wearing lace
And Nature's spread with lavish hand
White velvet every place.

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Where winter sunrays lightly touch
The ice-encrusted stream,
Upon its crystal countenance
A thousand diamonds gleam.


©2014 Kristina Plaas, All Rights Reserved
No, winter woods aren't desolate--
There's beauty enough to spare;
And those in search of loveliness
Will surely find it there.

   Virginia Blanck Moore
  The Best of Ideals ©1978

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