Snow Poem –
The quickening snow
Creates the oak,
The ragged, intransigent leaves,
A beacon of static
As the massing heavens
Betray the darkness
And embarrass the night.
… Stay warm!
Snow Poem –
The quickening snow
Creates the oak,
The ragged, intransigent leaves,
A beacon of static
As the massing heavens
Betray the darkness
And embarrass the night.
… Stay warm!
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