Poem: Accusation of Snow

March 12th, 2005

Snow, snow. Depressing snow.
White death, I dub you.
Will you not leave? Won’t you
Leave us with your honor, with
A remnant of your beauty, and
Devotion towards you? No,
No, you are remaining, trying to show
Your soft and gentile side.
Ah, but you lie. You, a coward
Desiring not to go quietly in the night.
Choosing not to surrender
To peace and new sunrises.

 – Sarah ><>

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