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White Light

The white light fades, turning into a dusky purple
The white light fades, revealing the flurry falling with utmost care
The white light fades, exposing the loud silence.
It muffles our ears, pressing against our eardrums
We lay there, in silence.
Feeling, no, sensing.
The snow.

It falls falls turning into water as it hits our numb skin our heated skin dissolving into our knitted hats and our puffy jackets. Our noses red with cold, our eyes smiling and streaming from the wind
We lay there, letting the snow blanket us in a silken shroud, the wind pushing our bodies into a cocoon of soft, cold, wetness.
The snow
has come.

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TeamJacobArchuleta said...
Jan. 14, 2010 at 6:18 pm
I really liked this one! You totally captured the reader because we can all relate to the feeling you get when it snows outside. GREAT JOB! :)
sillyaardvarkabc replied...
Jan. 17, 2010 at 1:16 pm
Thank you! I meant to make the bottom paragraph into poem form, but I forgot. :)
TeamJacobArchuleta replied...
Jan. 17, 2010 at 9:29 pm
LOL, that's ok, I barely even noticed. :)
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