Tuesday, January 17, 2017

The Snow

The snow 
It casts an ethereal, shimmery blue across everything 
The sun sets, it still illuminates light 
Glimmering in the sun, it blinds drivers and passer-bys 
So peaceful, so messy, so pretty 

I'm not meant to write poetry, but glancing out my window at the snow last night brought all the feelings I could imagine, so I mustered up a poem. Not too shabby, eh? 

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