The Young Day January 17, 2016January 21, 2019 ~ TiffanyCreek Winter arrived. A speck on the ground. Snow Strong. Rain falling down. The sky is warm. Gray cold clouds, at bay! Bare bone trees, The morning’s hue, Like a small boat, Tow in the young day. TiffanyCreek Rate this:Share this: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp More Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related Published by TiffanyCreek View all posts by TiffanyCreek