White

White

Snow lies on the plains.
In the distant whiteness, lights twinkle.
Trees, from dull to bright, have changed,
And the swing gently swings.

A puppy with light colored feet,
Contentedly playing on the front porch,
Pounces fiercely on a friendly cat,
Who chooses not to be friendly any more.

The car sits still, with windshield covered,
And footprints in the yard mark a trail taken.
The snow comes silently on and on,
And all living creatures dwell in white.

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