She is not afraid of snow for her household, For all her household is clothed with scarlet.

Proverbs 31:21

Snowflakes collect like cups on a shelf
stacking high and lofty in jumbled mess;
as I wonder, is the cup half empty or less.

Snow plows move and groan as a bear
awaken from his short seasonal slumber;
in great despair, dizzily his body lumbers

Snow drifts and dances as a ballerina
on stage drawing the attention of all;
the audience suddenly groans at her fall.

Snow shovels scrape and etch, as an artist
labors over a fine masterpiece which flows; there’s artistry in the language of the snows.

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