Dark weather.

Winds of Fall.

It’s hard to look forward

when not much changes

from here

until next summer.


But people know it.

They somehow enjoy it.

Don’t need snowtires

but one day a year.


A glisten of white

requires gas and effort.


I heard this morning,

the snow levels are at 8000 feet.

All I see is grey.

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