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Snow: a poem

Updated: Sep 8

The transformative magic of a snowy day

Erasing all signs of yesterday's January

A blanket of white reimagines the day

As a beautiful playground, a wonderland sanctuary


Monochrome tones have whitewashed the land

A ghostly blizzard shroud the hills in white

Peace has descended, silence its command

The light remains low and dusk will come early tonight


Light the fire and turn the lamps down low

With luck, tonight, it will snow, snow, snow



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