Snow serenely falls
Aspen leaves moan
In late Spring stormCoats in beauty's purity
All hidden beneath
the blanket
A ravenous loose
covering multitude of sinNo longer exposed to all that's been
New day of joy's consummation
About the
Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and
is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (17-138A)
