When the night comes

Twilight trickles,

seeps into the varnishing death

of this young Spring day

Orange blossoms linger.

I capture her scent as she . perfumes the night.

Bid Winter a weary farewell.

©Nancilynn Saylor

18 March 2018

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Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!

Silent snowflakes drift
down, blanketing the Sycamore
Christmas lights shimmer.

© Nancilynn Saylor 7 December 2017

Winter antiphon -(Baby it’s cold outside)

Yesterday- spring like, yet
Overnight, change sneaks in

Winters chill lingers…                                                                                                           © Nancilynn Saylor  9 February 2017