It was supposed to snow today. Instead, we got rain, slush, and sleet.
I would have preferred the snow!
While looking for a poem for Poetry Friday, I fell in love with this short but sweet ditty.
Winter Twilight | ||
by Anne Porter | ||
On a clear winter's evening The crescent moon And the round squirrels' nest In the bare oak Are equal planets. |
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