A gray green morning;
Birds chirp subdued out of sight.
Whiff of chimney smoke.
From the snow--grass tufts;
The stream is completely still;
A pause in winter.
Shimmer in my eye;
A small bird lands on a branch.
Breath of silence.
Geese honk high above
Breaking the morning stillness
And splitting the sky.
The pale white birch tree
Seems to grow out of the snow.
Its winter costume.
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