the snow reveals
the animals' habits
the paw prints and
tracks that are normally secret,
the door to other worlds
has been left open
and i am thankful for it
and the insight that it offers up,
but it also got me thinking that
'pure as the driven snow'
might be misleading -
brilliantly white and well meaning
but unable to keep secrets
might be more apt.
(Another Anon poem... I'm getting quite a few of these. It seemed appropriate with our snowy sprinkling...
Many of you guessed correctly that Debby Evans was the poet behind Retail Therapy, if you didn't you'll have another chance to guess the poem's teacher-author later this week...
Feel free to send sad poems, picture poems, perhaps even a simple foreign language poem too).
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