hides the gray and green
brown and black
sleet and shack,
paints a momentary sight
covers over with white delight,
smooths with rounded curves
sharp angles disappear
beneath this cheer,
giddy feelings, prompt
smiles and laughter,
storm changed the form
heavily laden branch to branch
colored white the sight
tip topped, drip dropped
hid the grit and grime
frightened eager eyes
childrens' sighs
gasps and gulps, cries of joy
for such a sea of white-
in morning light
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