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Snow continues to fall
young faces pressed against the windows
climb the back of the couch
dream of snowmen, castles,
a volcano of white
crunch of the packing snow in the alley
hint of white filling the treads
every tree a false birch
Calls for scarves, mittens, boots
pull the car sweeper
from the basement
A crown of white
out in the parking spaces
futile sweeping, a mere layer
a dusting returns
as I turn back to the start
A world in whitewash
as the snow continues to fall

December 30, 2006 13:32

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