This morning beckoned to be a wander-land,
we contented ourselves instead with its wonderland!
Just as I snapped the photo below a massive crow lifted off, leaving behind a shower of snow...
We woke up to a wonderland where hints of spring had been
Now every spire is a flower, every tree a queen
And everything that was itself seems to be something new
Bedecked in dazzling bric-a-brac and cotton-puff ado
Where wonder never wearies of nature and mercy’s ways
And hunger finds contentment for a moment, filled with
praise
© Janet Martin
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