A Rehab Snow Fall
monochromatic tones of whites....
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Snow falls, so gracefully it lands,
Landscape's branches, in white it stands.
Every limb, a dusting of cold,
Creating warmth, a story told.
Monochromatic tones of white,
Shimmery, sparkly, crystallized light.
As sun's rays burst through clouds so grey,
Calming views, in this moment stay.
Beneath a smoke hut, man-made and true,
Half enclosed, sheltered from the dew.
Embracing rehab, five hours from snow's embrace,
This place I frequent, now my home base.
A blank slate upon the mountain's crest,
Where I gaze upon, in tranquil rest.
A blank slate across the lawn I tread,
Gratefully walking, feeling newly led.
Gracefully it landscapes, influences anew,
The emotion of newness, in every view.
About the Creator
Tracy Toccara
Tracy Toccara is a poet and a warrior of life whose verses chronicle a profound journey from the shadows of addiction to the light of recovery. Her collection of poems is not merely words on a page; it is a testament to her resilience.
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