A snowstorm hits this little ski town in mid-March. They are calling it a March Miracle. I call it a pain in the rear. At least I got a #poem out of it... March Miracle Every tree mummified in cold, white dust. Spring is days away and the landscape dead of winter. The equinox migrators are singing, though.
At least I got a #poem out of it...
Every tree
mummified
in cold, white dust.
Spring is days away
and the landscape
dead of winter.
The equinox migrators
are singing, though.
#ShortPoem #MarchMiracle #Winter #Snow #Spring #Weather
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