Wednesday, February 1, 2017


The scene in front of me
is as lovely as a Christmas tree.

Children glide across the ice.
Their coats and hats are so nice.

Their laughter is heard all around.
Like a chorus of bells, it is a melodious sound.

©2017 Barbara Irvin

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