Wednesday, February 26, 2014

A Snow Poem

Snow

snow
flury
blowing hard
long awaited
lies on the ground now
hardened into a crust
ice capturing footprints

the heater 
works all night
keeping the pipes 
from freezing

the facets drip
we wear our sweaters
and thick socks
curled on the sofa
with soft blankets
and hot coffee
                                                                                                          perfect

(c)  GMK 2/2014

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