February 4

Seven
Degrees,
If
You
Please.
Icicles
Glitter,
Drip
And
Fall,
Bright
Morning
Sun
Over
All,
The
Trees
Silent,
Still,
Bare
Branches
Chill,
Snow
Clumps
Sliding
Down
The
Hill,
Muffin
Tops
Of
Ice
On
The
Garden
And
The
Rain
Chain
Frozen,
Precious
Moisture
Flowing
To
The
Storm
Drain
In
Haste,
Winter’s
Careless
Waste.