I close my eyes

And travel

Down that path

Paved by memory

An afternoon

In the northern


Of Alberta winter

A silent snowfall

Muffling the world

Each snowflake


In its slow dance

To build the drifting

White lawn

Wrapped around the house

As I rested

Tucked up warm inside

The toasty house

Watching snow fall

Upon pines and plains

Letting winter

Lull me into sleep ~ Caroline A. Slee


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