The dark morning sky rained cold turning into snow

As the ground remain blanketed enough for the making of mini snowballs

To wait another storm for snow angels to make their wings of wishes known

Of deer prints left behind show evidence of their visit looking to feed their babies

While the squirrels chattered furiously back and forth in the wet leaves of the trees still hanging, dripping of melting snow

Winter showed up for its beginning season leaving a thin crust of ice that glistens and glows

As we dared to stay inside and settle for a senior chase of dry paper snowball throws.


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