Back Down Again
Snow began to fall
Come dusk lovely tangos
Wind and flake
Silent wisps growing bold
Wicked, relentless
Hinting winter’s random temper
Silver frosted morning
White landscape
Reflecting purple painted sky
Breath taking dazzling
Lifting me to heights
I’d never approached
But as Newton would opine
What goes skyward
Must surely crash
Copyright © Tyffani Paceley | Year Posted 2007
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