
And it snows.
Blows.
White wax
On the fields.
April fools
Around and
Around.
Making sound.
Flirting flurries
Ride on lake-effect.
Rules my affect.
Reels my reflex.
Back to bed,
Snore covered
And sleepy…
I must be dreaming.

And it snows.
Blows.
White wax
On the fields.
April fools
Around and
Around.
Making sound.
Flirting flurries
Ride on lake-effect.
Rules my affect.
Reels my reflex.
Back to bed,
Snore covered
And sleepy…
I must be dreaming.
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I wish I were dreaming. I call it powdered sugar snow. Janet
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Easter Sunday coincided with April Fools Day this year. Wonder if the first Easter landed on April 1. Who was fooled by the resurrection? Who felt they were in a mis-step that morning? Something was amiss. Something was SO different.
Thanks for your time and thoughts.