Snow
Falling ever so gently,
I watch the snow so enviously,
It's gentle nature and light appeal,
As if mocking my insecurity.
The air so crisp about me,
My nose a slight pink from chill,
Standing in defiance as if making a difference,
I wreck the blanket of snow that surrounds.
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