Fox in Snow
A Poem
Traffic moves along slowly
Through blowing snow.
Up ahead,
In the white of the falling snow
From across an open field
An animal suddenly darts
Onto the road into the slow-moving traffic.
Traffic moves along slowly
Through blowing snow.
Up ahead,
In the white of the falling snow
From across an open field
An animal suddenly darts
Onto the road into the slow-moving traffic.
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