The time is winter as it nears its end and objects remain
snow dappled;
each flake takes hand
with its brother
until spring returns and sweeps them away.
~G.L.
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The time is winter as it nears its end and objects remain snow dappled;
each flake takes hand
with its brother
until spring returns and sweeps them away. ~G.L.
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