Snow Day


Late night sleeps on couches, drifting between dreams until light awakens them, while crystal water shapes feather from grey clouds upon the frozen earth, leaving us home bound for a day.

The snow says, “Come play” yet desiring to remain warm, we nestle into our own activities. A silent hush settles over the house as we become lost in our own utopias. Whispers in the distance draw my attention away. Stepping lightly from room to room, I witness a tender moment, my eldest niece teaching the youngest how to read. Retreating back to get my iPhone, I stealthily return to video their existence.


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