i smell snow
it's on the horizon
where blooms grow
out under the sky
and the frost clings
like a hug that's forgotten
and the wind blows
a tender lullaby
i smell snow
and it peeks my imagination
the soft glow
illuminating the sky
nature knows
and prepares for saturation
the silent communication
from up above
to earth below
i smell snow
as my breath floats all around me
a halo
like the angels like to wear
that old crow
such a contrast to the frost
seemingly he's gotten lost
in this wonderland below
i smell snow
it's become invigorating
my heart grows
like the grinch
on christmas eve
on my nose
there is a hint of condensation
the frost and dirt
a(n ice) flirtation
without breathing a single word
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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