The snow comes
In isolated places
It sneaks up
On swift, silent feet
Freezing everything in its path
And then it is gone until next year
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My Poems
PuisiEvery poem in here is mine. If you steal it, I will find you and I will kill you. Yes, most of these will be pretty dark but you can deal with it.
Snow
The snow comes
In isolated places
It sneaks up
On swift, silent feet
Freezing everything in its path
And then it is gone until next year