Six Wiltshire Songs – “Winter Song”

Snow Lines Across the Hills

Snow Lines Across the Hills

Winter Song

We woke to clouds, remember? High and bright,
Like a hazy gauze, a white net that foils
The low winter sun, and holds its rays fast.
Verges glisten, peppered with frosted white
Dew, each mottled blade a cold green nail.
Our faces were cold. Our kisses were not.

Hoar frost on trees, shrubs and verges

Hoar Frost Like Snow

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