A FIRST SNOW

A FIRST SNOW

A first snow

With a mix of rain

Twas months ago

No cause to complain

I’m not the only one

To make the sound

The crunch is fun

On a crisp/soggy ground

Footprints reveal more

Have tread the trail

There before

In an inhale exhale

Pumping out breathe

In excellent air

That contradicts death

On this night half fair

A man walked by

With a hoodie on

He cast no eye

What could he have done?

Trees are ice cycled

Creating a fantasy

Tiny drops trickled

Forming a glazed canopy

It is slightly cold

There’s power in that

As I strolled

Feeling as a small sprat

These are god elements

That keep me in line

Thoughts and continents

Are perceptions in time

MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU

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