Where Tall Trees Dance
It’s afternoon here in the valley of wood
where tall trees dance; as long walks covet
an ambiance of romance and gentle calm.
It’s now silent and serene; the only sound being
a light snow falling; like twinkling glimmers of
diamonds hitting branches and ground.
All is covered in white; and my candle is alight
on the window sill near the warming fire.
The orange glow and falling snow
elicit memories of marshmallows melting
in steamy mugs of delicious hot cocoa.
Boots, hats and scarves hang by the back door.
a time to remember those beloved youthful days
and the simple ways here; where tall trees dance.
© Ken Allan Dronsfield
About the Author
Ken Allan Dronsfield is a published poet and author originally from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma. He loves thunderstorms, walking in the woods at night, and spending time with his cats Merlin and Willa.
He is the co-editor of the poetry anthology titled, Moonlight Dreamers of Yellow Haze available at Amazon.com. His published work can be found in reviews, journals, magazines and anthologies throughout the web and in print.
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