The world is washed white,
The air is crisper, colder,
And the sky matches,
No sun or specks of blue.
The rivers are all frozen,
The ocean shoves in sheets of ice,
And the lakes flash like glass
Beneath skates and plane alike.
Heavy clumps dump from
Laden trees to pillowed earth.
Treks of hoof and paw
Mark steady paths to food.
The raven bristles his feathers
Chuckles, and calls out,
"Winter is here! Winter is here!"
And the mice will sleep till the thaw.
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The first heavy snow has arrived and stuck at long last in my town in Alaska. Outside has transformed into a beautiful, glittering world, and I hoped to capture the energy here for others to enjoy as well.
About the Creator
Laura Lann
I harbor a deep passion for horror and fantasy, often heavily mixed together. After a tumultuous childhood, I find myself often writing about family dynamics as well. In my spare time, I can be found drawing or painting.
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