Still
Nothing
As still as
Snow
We wait for the falling
Of snow
There is a hint in the air
A sparkle
Tiny falling shards
Suggest she is coming
We wait and watch
Maybe in our sleep
She will arrive
Silent, falling, white
Magic
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