The Good Stinging Snow
Sweeps down over the school yard
Suddenly, totally unexpectedly.
At once,
Squeals of delight,
Exultant laughter from
The cruel children there.
They suddenly look up from their bullying of
Their helpless, disabled class mate,
And letting him be, instead the bullies smile,
Up into the falling icy snow.
Giggling, the distracted, pint-sized tyrants
Catch snow flakes on their tongues,
While their victim broadly smiles for
The very first time that day,
Catching the snow flakes that very same way.
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