Snow Flurries by Raymond A. Foss
There were snow flurries in the air today early for my liking, snow flurries coming in small singular spirals, falling through the air spun by their shapes, the tug of the wind sitting in the office, watching them tumble by my window, pause in the conversation with client marvel for a moment at the ballet before me forward scouts for their brethren to follow later in the season when fall yields to winter soon enough they will come, in legions
November 4, 2006 19:22
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