First Snow

It's midnight, yet the sky is bright,
A pink haze filled with white stars.
They float down n dizzying circles,
spinning and spinning past the Orange orbs of the streetlights.
Slowly at first, dust collecting
on the sidewalks and on the grass.
Small mounds are soon transformed
to mountains as they are buried under a blanket of ice.
No flake is identical yet they each have the same effect.
They bury both the beautiful and the ugly, making the Earth.

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