Sun and snow

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Several years ago while waiting for a bus on a gorgeous sunny morning, snowflakes began to fall. Looking up at the blue sky, I wondered . . . then looked further to the left of where I stood, where,from a large grey cloud, snowflakes fell all around me. I wrote the poem as soon as I seated myself on the bus.

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About gwpj

Originally from Seattle, I now live in Sapporo, Japan, where I write, explore this city, read widely, and ask questions about things that i see as important. I'm also an author, with three novels published ("The Old Man and The Monkey", "Grandfather and The Raven", and "Bear: a story about a boy and his unusual dog"). For more information about my writing, drop by my website, at www.geogepolleyauthor.com.
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