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Volume 6 Issue 2
Page 7
Page 7
The full Moon above shines through thin grey clouds
bathing
all it touches in a soft warm glow. In the distance,
Coyotes sing and
the wind whistles a tune like a well-rehearsed choir.
Snow falls in a
swirling dust as if touched by Angel wings, dancing in
harmony to
this song of Nature. What a fitting welcome, I think, to
the rebirth of
another Yellowstone Winter.
bathing
all it touches in a soft warm glow. In the distance,
Coyotes sing and
the wind whistles a tune like a well-rehearsed choir.
Snow falls in a
swirling dust as if touched by Angel wings, dancing in
harmony to
this song of Nature. What a fitting welcome, I think, to
the rebirth of
another Yellowstone Winter.
| Winter's Rebirth By Herbie Medlin |