So as noon day sun Settles tilted toward Heavens A glisten Kisses Treetops littered Frozen tips On winds kiss As degrees of heat grow Between us Once
So as noon day sun Settles tilted toward Heavens A glisten Kisses Treetops littered Frozen tips On winds kiss As degrees of heat grow Between us Once again I reconsider Warmth of winter's Hug #smallpoems
Greg McVerry