Summer Snow
Like large white flakes
Of falling snow,
Is Queen Anne's Lace,
By roads I go...
Its lacey patterns
In summertime,
They melt there not
In summer clime...
In the ditch along the way,
With green and with its brown,
Is a patch, a white array,
Where it's really coming down...
..Snow on a summer day. –John
Riedell
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