It's all white
where the fence
was
Now it's gone
and the snow's
there
It's all black
where the snow
was
Now the buses
run
Now I go
out
Where the snow
was
now it's
ice
slush
I'll be there.
Author notes
Hmm I'm feeling wierd... and part of my balcony blew off...
Comments
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I really like this, Mar. Really, really, REALLY like this. I love the simpleness of it, but it's really beautiful. It captures the movement of time and things changing.
Really, really good Mar
-Colin

