Small Stones
Tuesday, 22 January 2013
22nd Pip
Snow can be manna or plague
Plaything or foe
Beauty or beast.
Give me snow to gaze upon,
snow to blanket hills and fields
but melt it when it turns to slush
make green the suffocated land
and warm my toes and nose and hands...
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