Flakes Of WhiteA Poem by TomWinteringFLAKES OF WHITE Fluttering around Hardly a sound Swarms of white For some a delight Grab your sled Run and speed ahead Faces of glee So carefree Piled so high Shovel it out gotta try Clear away a track Don't hurt your back How many days till Spring Hear it's a thing Enough of the cold If I could be so bold Wanna lay on a beach Chilled drink within reach Ocean and palm trees Those wishes Genie if you please © 2018 Tom |
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