smiles upon, the girls and boys
turning this and that,
swell on in the heat of winter,
showing, snowing,
knowing tis till
morning
watching clouds
disperse into everything
the pen, quills on
with he drone of silence,
spilling thoughts onto
paper, until said morning...
the story continues.
shorter, older, newer,
colder, brighter, nearer,
crisper, noise.