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Jul 2010
From the 15th floor snow flurries
seem like static on an epic TV screen.
Flakes flutter and collide,
fighting for their perfect flight
to earth. Some are blown onto
the window sill, slowly sizzle into
nothing but a temporary dark spot,
others are carried up into the sky by
gusts of Chesapeake wind.
Some land on cold car tops
and Canton roof decks,
others bring color to chilly cheeks.
Soon the entire Baltimore landscape
is lightly sprinkled white.

Coworkers smile and watch our
first winter scene. I roll my eyes
and curse the creeping cars
I will encounter on the drive home.
Stacy Del Gallo
Written by
Stacy Del Gallo  Columbia, MD
(Columbia, MD)   
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