Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

The Sound of Snow

Winter's whisper is a softened sound,
That leaves no patter on our doors or panes.
The muffled crystals, quiet on their own,
Are simple drops of white, slow-motion rain.
Yet how I'd love to emulate their poise -
Be more than silence, and still less than noise.

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