Einhorn

Like every other story teller, I just fail to ignore the call of untold stories, so I narrate...

Sunday, April 24, 2005

frozen

the sky was just too dark
the clouds were just too thick
it was just too cold
the birds were just too far away
the wind was just too strong
the window was just too small
and the first snowflake landed
followed by just too many
the joy was just undescribable

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