GLOBAL WHAT???

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Dedicated to all Global Warming Non-Believers:

A PALE SUN

Outside, a pale sun evokes sparkling gems of hope
From the frozen snow.
Shimmering layers of diamond dust distract
Winter-weary eyes.
Icy crystals, themselves unaware of the temporal reign,
The apparent glow,
Coldly wink refractions of the pale sun, transforming
Light, before it dies.
Shadows, chilled and dark, soon overcome the glittering scene.
As the snowbird flies
Wintry winds invade, yet soften the crunched footprints left there
In the fields below.


Outside, early darkness drapes the glittering snowscape
And hides the pale sun.
Gathering clouds, heavy and threatening, swirl with the wind
While the children sleep.
Unsympathetic, the arctic night drags on, cold and dark,
The storm has won.
Slowly, daylight bleak and pale rouses in the distance,
Its’ promises to keep.
Later we find, the clouds in all their fury left only a sprinkling
Of snow on the steep
Hillsides, then vanished, beckoning a pale sun’s slow rise,
The darkest night is done.
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Copyright Beverly J. Caligaris
All rights reserved
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