Snow lies thick on evenings gown
The colour suits her well
Dusk shines palest yellow
Upon her curve and swell
And as she moves across the land
Her many jewels fall down
The snowflakes are her necklace pearls
The stars above – her crown
The charming moon, now round and cold
Steps out from darkened cloud with flair
To add the merest touch of gold
To brighten up her hair
As tall, dark night draws closer
Evening strides away
She says she won’t be taken in
By his invitation to stay
But it’s far too late for her
Though she swears she’ll not let him win
With a long and gentle sigh
She softly yields to him.
Things In My Head 
Wow! This is so very beautiful! Thank you!!!!
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Thanks Carol.
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You are most welcome
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Soulful words, loved it.
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Thank you Puzzles of the Soul.
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Your welcome Sue, my name is Nanette
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Thanks Nanette.
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So Beautiful 💕
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I appreciate your comment Ashok. Thank you.
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My pleasure Sue 😊
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Nicely written, enjoyed reading it. If you want to read some nature dedicated poems, check out my blog- http://bloomingthoughts.home.blog
And keep up the good work
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Thank you Rajveer Nair.
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