with peace...
pale pink sky falls gently on pillows of white snow.
the trees wear a coat of pure white.
all is silent save the quiet hum of a snow thrower down the road.
unmarked, uninterrupted snow feels like a new beginning.
soon, the deafening roar of plows will overcome.
soon, the pure white will be slushy gray.
soon, this winter i will hate.
but now... i feel even a tiny bit of joy at this winter morning.
the peace of a snowy winter morning fills me.
this morning i feel peace.
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Winter Morning in Baie-St-Paul
Clarence Alphonse Gagnon
the trees wear a coat of pure white.
all is silent save the quiet hum of a snow thrower down the road.
unmarked, uninterrupted snow feels like a new beginning.
soon, the deafening roar of plows will overcome.
soon, the pure white will be slushy gray.
soon, this winter i will hate.
but now... i feel even a tiny bit of joy at this winter morning.
the peace of a snowy winter morning fills me.
this morning i feel peace.
Winter Morning in Baie-St-Paul
Clarence Alphonse Gagnon
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