Canvas

April 18, 2010
By , Madison, WI
The trees are swallowed
Cars buried in mountains
The snow remains a wall
Around everything it touches

Kids wade through white
Dotting canvas with color
Their coats become brushes
Across the pale canvas

Soon the snow gains dimension
With snow men and snow forts
Shoveled sidewalks and driveways
Footprints and fallen branches

Only the sky now remains canvas
Which drops its white edges
To add to the piles below
And dust the streets with white again





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