Wooooooo! I am finding the time to write for once. I hope I keep this pace up. I'm really enjoying it. Look how many posts!
gleamed under the new
blanket of snow; their former
melancholy and dreariness
ousted by unspoiled artistry.
Weighed down by
white powder, tree branches
bowed their heads
to the splendorous earth, and
the young boy who
careened resolutely down
the once untrodden path
(sled in tow)
didn't realize what magic he
had disrupted.
Copyright, Catherine Young, 2012
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