On a sunset morning
at the first drippings of
s
n
o
w
in the
w
o
o
d
s
so peaceful, so beautiful
so elegant in every way
and at
n
i
g
h
t
The little white specks
of designs so pure and
so nice.
{Editorial note: Okay, I know it's summer, but doesn't this poem give you a pleasant "cool" feeling? I love the way it stretches across the page. Two major goals of poetry should be to look and sound special. Leah's poem certainly accomplishes both goals! }
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