A Winter Stroll

A winter stroll by a frozen creek,
Little footprints playing hide and seek.
A slight chill forms in the air
And the snow lays everywhere.

A hush of silence all around
As the snow comes tumbling down.
As your breath forms a smoky cloud,
You see the buck standing, tall and proud.

He stands as frozen as the pine trees
Listening for sounds, so confidently.
You stand as frozed as the water on the creek
Behind the stillness, you stand and peek.

Then he turns and runs away
On this cloudy, snowy day.
But this day lives forever in your memory
This winter stroll of tranquility.

~ Angel of Hummingbirds ~




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