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Silver Feathers

02.16.19 Posted in today's words by

Laura Zucca-Scott’s most recent poem to appear here was “A Good Idea” (December 2018)

Silver Feathers
By Laura Zucca-Scott

Light as silver feathers
The snow falls on this Tuesday morning
Embracing the sky in a gentle harmony

I still remember the first snow
When I was six in Italy
I could not stop looking out the window
Wanting to touch, smell, feel, explore
Life simple and raw
Begging my Dad for a car ride

Today I am looking out the window
Wanting to feel alive
In the blistering cold
I have grown to love
I want to run
And chase snowflakes
More than ever

2 Responses to “Silver Feathers”

  1. Bobbie Troy says:

    Lovely imagery!

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