This was from four years ago this week. Cold! This week it's been 65° every day. Can't complain about that...
The house sits quiet,
stunned into silence.
Whiteness, shone forth like a blinding ray.
Rareness, for a Southern day.
The coldness doth come.
On occasions so rare
Never lingering
Evaporated°
Gone into thin air
Beautiful to some, the perfect colored balls
Shivering,
Suspended
Frozen in time
Where is the warmth,
Where is the breeze
It's pretty, we know
But we're beginning to freeze
Southern snowfall, unusual to see
Unusual still, to stay past day three
Ol' man winter, please take a trip
Loosen, your hold, and release your icy grip. |
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