So I'm on spring break now. Woohoo! I've been skiing lots and so have passed quality time on chairlifts. Yay... Chairlifts.
More mountains than glances
Breath-numbered trees,
Infinite chances
On how it will freeze
On a slope. The snow
Could be frost or near
My face. What I don't know
Is why this flake is here.
It melts on my glove
As if maybe to say
Even if it'd love
To have a longer stay,
This flake had happened
To fall on this hand.
So even in a flap, End
Takes the final stand.
Unpublished material, ©2011 Cali Digre
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