Wednesday, January 4, 2017

New Year's Poem

Snow in a million steady flakes,
covers the icy slush,
disguising its danger,
making the New Year possible again,
or some hope for a blank slate,
a blaze of soft white to
hide the dinge of grey.
This is not the first day, yet
we will celebrate it and
freedom from the ache of cold
and pelting ice

of days before.  

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