Slowly snow descends
in flakes of isolated loneliness
packs of snow lazyly flutter down
in flakes of astonishing monotony
Snow collects an airy carpet
sceaming to be soiled
in foot steps of moonlike allure
my print will never fade
a least not for the first hour until a stubborn
snow shower denies my presence and existence
The snow irksomely crackles under my weight
the unique sound of my importance
I feel lucky in in winterwonderland
that I hastily admire behind double glass
I leave the exploring to my tomcat
which walks as a Spanish pink flamingo
paws highly elevated for not sinking
in the swamp f winter drabness
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