snow finally: A Poem (Day 8 of 12)


so it snowed out here,

kind of,

last night.

there’s just a little dusting,

a little nothing,

on the ground, but that’s okay.

even though the sun has


a lot of the snow back


it’s now officially

probable that it will snow on Christmas.

i haven’t gotten a white


every year since my childhood,

and kind of they’re


a rarity for me.

i love them, they are

my favorite. i wish there were more.

as much as i hate

the cold,

as much as i despise

the wet…

the snow,

the perfect combination,

cannot be hated or despised.

the snow is a promise of what is to be.

snowfall, i await you,

your sole devotee.


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