Snow Shapes

That night the snow came down.

It covered the branches,

But left the bottom brown.

And piled up on limb and twig

Until they looked,

Twice as big

As real life.

It’s “kind-a” funny you know,

What shapes we see,

After a snow.   –eab, 12/’64

Written while working on my Bachelors (in literature) at God’s Bible School, Cincinnati, OH. 

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