Winters Blanket
Glistening, the flakes came down,
Landed and they drifted;
Sticking to the frozen ground,
Like powdered sugar sifted.
Covering the dirt, the trash,
Hiding things distressed;
Consuming gently, as if with ash,
And frigidly caressed.
Winters blanket covered all,
Calming noises to a hush;
Ceaselessly the flakes did fall,
No thing or one untouched.
The fire low and almost out,
Searching for more wood;
North and South she would doubt,
Walked further that she should.
Searchers called to no reply,
Their voices raw and hoarse;
Shouts echoed off the ruthless sky,
For the girl who’d gone off course.
Winter's blanket charms the eye,
Frosting limbs and hills;
Goodness, beauty does imply,
But carelessly it chills.
Luke Irwin
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