snowfall
snow softly falls white
shimmering dust that coats all
glints in early moon
altering our perception
of our familiar landscapes
young tree limbs soon bend
under the weight they carry
as midnight passes
slow softening the edges
of disappearing landscapes
blanket now complete
undulating white vista
as the dawn reveals
memories we need to see
our now forgotten landscapes
Copyright © Terry Miller | Year Posted 2025
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