This silent world ...

The snow fell from the white sky - 

Bare trees held up nets of icy beauty - 

I remembered the winters of my boyhood - 

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I'd walked with my dad upon the ice of a frozen moat - 

Man high reeds had crackled when we passed through them - 

He'd shared my wonder at this new silent world - 

14.30

Thursday 2 March 2018

East Stoke

Dorset