A new poem from class.....
Snow disappears,
Against the warm window pane,
Silently falling,
Each flake a map of a different life.
Rivers of ice,
Calming the rushing color of the living,
Begging to bring forth
A new, brighter season.
White depths hide the brown of fall,
In hopes to bring forth
A green, lush spring,
Covering that,
Which we choose not to see.
Written by: Jessica Peterson
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