The words “soil dirt” was all that I had as prompts for me back from April. Haven’t a clue what they were about so now I have to make them work for now…. here it goes.
It sparkles
Covering the cold ground
The soil and dirt long since gone quiet
Blanketed by leaves
Warmed by dead plants
Frost having taken their last breaths
And frozen them in shades of brown and gray
Leaving them sleeping
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