Wind
A petal floats upon
a friend
speaking soft and long
to anyone who will listen
Winter
When icicles fall
and cold winds blow
it is a glorious season
for more than just snow
A clear new slate
for spring's fragile gifts
cannot be forgotten
among snowbanks and drifts
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Poems: Nature
PoetryThese are random poems I wrote about nature. I hope you like them! Vote! Comment! -Ada :)