The Snow; It Talks To Me #poem

The snow; it talks to me

Tells me stories of what used to be

Leaving tracks of yester-time

Sometimes making no reason or rhyme

Visual reminders of what might have been

Softening and silencing the human din

Creature beings struggle on

Waiting for some warmth to dawn

Nature’s violence

Turns to silence

In the face of you

Peace comes through

Skimming scudding across the ice

Clearing cleansing harsh device

Artic air keeping it here n strong

Oh how I long for a Summer song

the snow it talks to me3


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