April 10, 2011
By , Adna, WA
It flutters down,
Drawn and white,
A shroud of mist,
Cold and light.

It covers all,
House and sight,
Without remorse,
Frozen night.

It shuffles fore,
Dark yet bright,
It hides us all.
We give no fight.

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