Drake Sherrard

The Glittering Dust Of Winter.

In bitter air that freezes breath
And covers pine tree quills,
It sits upon the naked birch
Which shivers from its chill,
It covers trees and valleys deep
Falls heavr on the hills,
The flattened plains the frozen lakes,
On beaches by the shore.
Four long months of glittering dust
Dust lay upon the ground,
All grey and white except the sky
Which glows a brilliant blue.
From the air did this despair
Bring timeless time to me,
Dust,
This glittering dust,
Dust freez my heart still.

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