Tuesday, November 29, 2011

First flakes

Blustering, blowing, wet white snow
Prancing ebony pup.
Safe drive home, albeit slow.
Winter coats, bundled up.

First flakes fall
Surprise storm
Blue fleece shawl
Fires warm.





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1 comment:

  1. NancyNovember 30, 2011 at 10:10 PM

    Love it. I just knew you were going to have a charming snowy poem! I am turning in my writer card. Again.

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