Dog paw prints in snow. image credit: DHBogucki 2018

Blizzard of Love

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The gift of glory swept into the land.
Gentle loving chill, scattered stars on fields.
Hills of diamonds covering up brown bland.
Mother nature found peace, laid down her shield.

Sheer white curtains wrap branches with glitter.
Early eyes wake me, yearning for a stare.
Snow balls piled high on a silver platter.
Back to bed, comfy quilts for old man bear.

Small white dog resting, you and I nesting.
Tense muscles; aching heart, made to unwind.
Flurries of truth stop infinite jesting.
Chaos and time frozen by peace of mind.

Blizzard of love where have you been hiding?
On a hill, in a sled, joy is sliding.

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