Snow – 9

wet snow splatters in liquid flake form, melts in rough lumps on the window, chills bone, freezes skin; when will winter end?
© Freya Pickard 2014
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4 Comments on “Snow – 9”

  1. Harliqueen Says:

    Wow, you have written a lot of poems about snow, and yet each one is different. Really enjoyable poems 🙂


  2. we feel the same way about summer! hope things will get better soon!


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