and then winter comes
snow and wind strong and steady
and we stop and look out of windows
to see world changed
upended
black and white
auburn autumn finished
tilt of earth finally taking over
el nino relenting
I reach out through window
catch falling flakes of memory
to hold and feel before they melt
stand with me on the top of this hill
formed of drifting snow
through wind tunnel around tall white house
in this little childhood town
where all is possible
and we are kings and queens high above our winter realm
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