CRYSTAL MOTHS

Such contrast, dark and light
This evening as snow softly fell
Flurries of white moths
(Winged guardians of spring and summer)
Without their accustomed season
They softly stirred the air
Nary a current from their crystal wings
Landing as they will

©2019 Lewis A. Kocher

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