Our winter came today
We see it blue and gray
Ocean tides rising,
The moon presiding
Women dancing gleefully
Under stars shinning brilliantly
Holidays come
Holidays go
Just like Seattle snow
To that white and chilly sight
We stay home in fright
The hills of ice a slippery plight
Fit only for eight reindeer in flight
The warmth of love
The spirit of passion
The joy of giving
In this glorious season
Prose by Saroya Poirier ©2011
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Very lively!
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