Raindrops fell in white crystalline shapes, softly floating down to touch upon the earth. Barren trees shivered, now that they had shed their autumn coats. Yes, winter was here, with its cold and its frost, and its snow. Mostly snow, like confectioner’s sugar coating the land, yet, not so sweetly. This was the time to […]
via Dreams of Tomorrows ~ #shortstory #childhoodmemories — Dorinda Duclos – Night Owl Poetry
Thank you very much for sharing!! 😊