November 13, 2010
the sun beats upon the graying, aged snow
soon it will uncover
all the treasures
left behind
and the birds will again
find the birdhouse
its snowy shingles gone
and the branches will drop
upon the ground
soft as rain
but revealed instead by the sun
and the air will be clear and bright
as wind

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