White
Sharon Lasitter
Snow flakes
Drift and fall,
Crisp leaves, spent
A sky
Gone silver-gray
Hovers close
Brilliant holly
Red, deep green
Against crystalline billows
A deer moves
Across the grove
Drunk on rotten apples
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