World is white today,
A veil of snow descending
In soft defined clumps.
Street's silent and white;
No rumble of the snow plows;
Just the falling flakes.
Two white horns peek out;
Olivia at barn door
Staring from darkness.
Standing rigidly
Fence posts marshall their white caps--
Winter mustering.
Snow is subsiding
And I am left with longing
For that which has been.
Far in the distance
A couple walks down the road.
(Their tracks are still here.)
Thoughts of my Charlotte
As I walk in solitude
In this blank silence.
Sounds of an airplane
High and unseen in the gray
Fills the white silence.
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