Bare Ground, no more

Quickly coming, the curtains of white
falling so heavy
as the night gives way to bright
falling, falling
in sheets, in individual clusters
the heavy wet confection
landing on the branches
the carpet growing
thick pile to shag
heavy, wet, falling
falling to the ground

April 1, 2011
no joke, snow day from school
Suncook, NH
April 1, 2011

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