Friday, December 20, 2013

ode to snow

The snow falls sideways, blowing from rooftops in billowy sheaths. 
My windchime sounds a muted song, metal chilled by snow.
The dogs are wary to venture outside, paw prints staying close to the house.
When I dared to go out, hoping to capture a few pictures I was met with disdain from a hummingbird perched in the cherry tree.  I cleared snow off of his feeder and hurried back inside, not even looking back to see if he cared.

I cannot now seem to draw my eyes from the snowglobe out my window.  It is a beauty we rarely see.


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