Snow, A Sonnet

June 1, 2010
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The sky let out a shock of blinding light,
The wind whistled a tune of fatal fear,
Then clouds curled over as if it were night,
And silently squeezed out a little tear.
The tears then tumbled down to touch the ground,
All trees around did shuffle with great shock,
Each leaf did tear and twirl itself around,
To see an object fall toward a rock.
Something had fallen down from in the sky,
Knocked out by wind and rain from up above,
A beautiful white bird went down to lie,
So pure, so perfect was that little dove.
Then suddenly more birds began to flow,
Into a small, gleaming patchwork of snow.

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