Snow Flies

Snow flies And we answer Why? Why? Blizzards blow fierce white Changing darkness Into a brilliant seeing night. Cold with icicles Dripping down Covering a frigid, frozen ground. Rivers run underneath A covering of ice and snow Sometimes more than a foot deep. We live...

Come To This

Why have I come to this? The melting of snow Turning to rain Getting lost in the mist. A wandering soul So much I don’t know How has it come to this? No more to say Just move thru the day Think of the answer When did I come to this? ~ Patrice © Patrice Clarkson...