Ghost Shadows
Waking to a clear
cold morning
She was surprised
by the heavy frost
Sparkling like a
blanket of tiny
diamonds covering
the world
Clean…
Pristine…
Undisturbed…
Her footprints
appeared like
ghost shadows
showing her path
Quiet…
Calm…
Peaceful…
Even the dueling
roosters and owl
were silent as she
made her way
along her morning
walk
Refreshed…
Rejuvenated…
She returns home
to begin the day…
Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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