Magnetic Poetry Monday

breath of withering blossoms dying
nights grow longer, fall has come
deep brown cover softly rustles
tree boughs bare their winter bones
earth beneath her frosted blanket
rests her wild soul at dusk
cold, but for a season, rooted,
soon the spring will dawn in bloom


Magnetic Poetry Nature Kit.

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