Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Morning After

Morning After

Snow clouds poured in last night.
They laid their load quickly and left.
Wind whirled and whipped for hours after.

Morning sun peeks above the horizon.
Rays gently rest on jumbled white.
Icy crystals reflect rainbows to the eye.

World is so silent and still.
Nothing moves unless out of necessity.
Freshly-washed sky beams brightly down.

Climbing sun ends the magic.
Rising temperature takes its toll.
Snow soon sighs; all is now a memory.

2008 © Dawn L. Huffaker

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