Fresh Fallen Crystals —Poem by Bette A. Stevens
A Season of Wonder
Early December at the Farmstead in Central Maine—finally have a covering of snow and temperatures cold enough to keep the white magic around for a while. Conifer branches adorned in winter’s white called out to this writer: “Capture a photo, we’re all spruced up in our new attire!” from near the barn’s entrance. I simply had to pen their remembrance in a poem—
Fresh Fallen Crystals.
Wishing you all a Season of Wonder!
~ Bette A. Stevens, Maine author
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Bette A. Stevens, Maine Author 
Written
on 12/07/2016