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Feb 2019
It was snowing
The flakes were large and fragile
They looked like Queen Anne’s lace
The trees were covered with a white blanket
It created a canopy
The air was crisp and cool

Canopy of white

In the distance was a cabin
It had been there for years
It was made out of wood
Handmade by the owner
Snow was piling up on the roof

Canopy of white

Inside a fire was burning to combat the cold
Smoke was rising gently from the chimney
A kettle was on the stove to make tea
It was a good night for it
A dog was sleeping by the fireplace comforted by the warmth

Canopy of white

Outside the snow continued to fall
Creating a postcard view
Not a sound could be heard on this peaceful night

Canopy of whit
Barbara R Maxwell
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