Snow-feathered tree tops embossed on the eve,
Mystic with magic that makes me believe
Crystaled with lamp posts and ghosts long ago
That sparkle and shimmer and weather the snow
Yet whether I tarry or tether my time
Envision inspires, imagines a rhyme
A bride to a place we once used to go
A season embraced, a a ghost long ago.
You first photograph inspired this poem tonight. Thanks for the inspiration my friend.
This beautiful poem!