little rabbit on snow hopping
not very far away fox circling
hungry from fierce night storm
footprints a writing on canvass
deep, large, multiple they pass
searching for ease like all of us
i lifted my feet to walk more
to enjoy calmness that i adore
treetops cradling white puffs
starting to fall as wing claps
should i make wish before drop
my head wants sleep on your lap
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