A Child’s Snow

A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green

Tractor treads in fresh white snow,

perfect form with heel and toe.

Angels fallen, rise again,

thoughtless sins of little men.

Fence posts peeking, winter’s quilt,

woven cold with crystal silk.

Words in vapor down the hill,

carve a path both loud and still.

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