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Snowflakes
delicate
twists of air
concealing
the path behind us

Our footprints
scattered haphazardly
among the silent trees
strands of fractured light
ribboned and woven through 
their seemingly
lifeless

Wake up
to early morning colors
shy, buttery sunlight
dusting off the trees
just like it does
every sunrise

Go and sit
among the sunflowers

Back into the house
eggs frying on the stove