Wednesday, December 28, 2011

under this wonderful gray sky

a breath of possible snow

as I walk consumed by all

I've done left behind

and what is to come thankfully

not here yet

so I may indulge a brief serenity

and hopeful for a dusting at least

without being disappointed

if it doesn't turn out that way

and if it will not that also will be fine

preserved in its own perfection

one trying to will his own satisfaction

against a light gray snow of a moment of an afternoon

Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.

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