Sunday, August 10, 2025

Spring will be painted here soon*

 



Spring will be painted here soon*

 

From the dead of silence, something takes dare

Bitter cold is sweeping in, there is something in the air

Without any notice or making any sound

A couple snow angels show up, spinning around

 

Now it is getting intense, there are more to greet

Falling comfortably to the ground is where they meet

Increasing ever more, petite angelic stars to build up a pile

The colder it gets outside the more they stay around awhile

 

Yes the ground is now covered in a blanket covered white

Purity is seen throughout a beautiful sight

But as soon as this canvas has nothing on it to begin

The spring is right around the corner to start all over again

 

Dom*Colucci 2013

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