Whipping wind
Pounds
White fluff all
Around
Snow driven
Down
Upon frigid
Ground
Forming deep
Mounds
At depths that
Astound
Few travelers
Found
Crisscrossing
Town
As roads in white
Drown
All indoors are
Bound
Out of My Write Mind 
Love the sculpted snow! Must have been quite windy!
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Yes, it tends to drift around those trees on the berm.
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Beautiful words, and beautiful snow too 😀 a beautiful artistic piece to finish this month’s Squares with 😀 thank you
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Thanks, Becky. It was great fun, as always!
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so glad you have enjoyed it again, looking forward to seeing you again in April, if not before for the final gallery 😀
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I love this poem and picture combo!
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Thanks!
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You are welcome.
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