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A Blizzard, A Ballet

Whisked away by frigid winter winds,

thousands of soft, silvery snowflakes

descend in droves from cumulus clouds

they dance dizzily, drunk and carefree

above the vast frosty forest they fly

in a hurry, all a flurry, fast and foolish

until finally finding a faraway field

to fall flat upon, in fluffy blankets of sparking white.

Meanwhile in the red western sky

the radiant orb of the setting sun

sinks lower into the blushing horizon

casting warm colors through the silky clouds

spread out sleepily over the dusky mountains

and the starry curtain of the night

Slides slowly across the curves of the Earth.

Longings

Why Oh You

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