Room to journey on*
Wispy wind blows from the south
Blustery and bold cometh this way
A push harder and harder in its last trimester
One has released as a dance begins
It lays itself down neatly on all in the surround
Greater than I how gentle this is
The last snowflake I see
Lay in grace on the path in front of me*
Dom*Colucci © 2013
The picture is credited from yahoo images.
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