White Out

White Out The snow kisses the groundAnd lingers awhileIts down-like blanketshrouding the forestfooling uswith a wicked smile Tree branches encasedwith crystal icePreservation limiteduntil Springwhen the sun returnsto this part of paradise Lonely footprintsin the virgin snowmarking the journeyof someone’s adventureacross the fieldnow fallow  No tire tracks to be seenand no soul in sightNot even a snowmangracing a gardenorContinue reading “White Out”