Snow is falling on my street
Slow and light
Bright
against the night.
The wind calmed down at last.
I draw the blind
across the glass
and go to bed.
They say the wind will blow again
tomorrow
So tonight I sleep
in blankets deep
and the silence of the snow
falling on my street.
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– Jen
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