The Snowy Fields
“Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature” Gerard De Nerval
THE SNOWY FIELDS
The honeymooners sleigh-shaped bed — a vase.
Arrange our starry souls, so sound awake.
O lovebird buds, fly free above our place —
Embrace the happiness of snow globe shakes.
The snowy fields of baby’s breath catch mine.
Its strong and downy spread of beauty soft.
O Winter glistens in my arms. The sign. . .
A million stars of love’s sweet light; the loft.
Date written - 10/23/2019
Writing Challenge, October, 2019 - Flower or Flowers -
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