The Grace Of Fresh Snow

Posted on February 3, 2019 by Carl Setzer

I look at the night

Upon freshly fallen snow

I’m struck by the grace

It’s a beautiful, snowy night here in Seattle. It feels wonderful, though I dread tomorrow’s commute.

Published by Carl Setzer

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5 thoughts on “The Grace Of Fresh Snow”

Jason A. Muckley February 3, 201910:39 pm Reply

I love being inside when its snowing outside and having no place to go. Then the next break after the snow, when the sky is blue and the snow is just there.

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1. Carl Setzer February 3, 201910:43 pm Reply
  
  That is lovely
  
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Jason A. Muckley February 3, 201910:45 pm Reply

That’s where your poem brought me 😉

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1. Carl Setzer February 3, 201911:14 pm Reply
  
  Seems like a nice place to be brought. Hope that’s true.
  
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  1. Jason A. Muckley February 3, 201911:17 pm
    
    Yes indeed
    
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