while it is dusting white,
yielding little flurries;
the storm has not begun;
not the one to shut us in for a few days
or make a drive to the airport perilous.
long ago we'd look and guess the weather,
now we glance and know it will snow at 2pm.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
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