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Sprite of the spectrum

Frost is the fragments of exploded rainbows

Evidenced by every sparkling color shining in the low morning winter sun

Vanishing like leprechauns on closer inspection

Becoming a spritely memory filed away with the stoning of water and
so many waving summer fields

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About wherearetheheros

just someone my mother might know

4 responses »

  1. So lovely and imaginative! 🙂 Thank you!

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  2. yes, yes, very vivid…so many waving summer fields…

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