a white
blanket
covers the
land,
the first of
its kind this year
but the last,
we cannot say;
a white
covering
fills the
valley,
layers of
icing
as if it were
a cake after baking,
and we slide
down
through it
all...
as this is
what we do;
a white crown
worn by the
earth this day
shows her
dominance over all.
20Jan16
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