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Gray Ice

By Terry LeFeber

I travel west along Ontario's windswept shore

Chunks of ice ride the lake's gray waves

In and out they rise, swells keeping movement short

Sky blue and bright

A sudden snow squall, diminishes light

As quickly as it leaves, light returns

I turn about, head east

And all the trees, such a sight

All their branches, trunks trimmed bright white

A mural dressed in God's paint.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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