The morning hours are dimly lit with a glow <br />Delicate whispers define the branches of trees <br />A gray nebulous veil drenches the dense sky <br />Layers of new snow highlight with expertise <br /> <br />Frosting a tall privacy fence of aging wood <br />Lightly tinted green from indiscriminate moss <br />Soft white flakes cling almost magnetically <br />To a large lilac bush that gently drapes across <br /> <br />The midday brilliance is incredibly hypnotic <br />As the sun reveals a clear blue atmosphere <br />Soft snow-fluffed blankets begin to shrink <br />Small streams fill with overflowing tears <br /> <br />Spring’s warmth is prompting unseen bud clusters <br />To swell with bursting blooms… attracting bees <br />Soon shades of purple pallor and aromatic perfume <br />Will say hello with friendly sociable ease <br /> <br />3/29/08<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snow-covered-lilacs/
