Enthusiastic Soul
Connie Peters' poems in progress
Friday, March 3, 2017
PA It Can't Be
It Can’t Be
“It can’t be!” Hubby exclaimed
at the piles of white
when we got into Florida
late one night.
What the Wyoming boy
didn’t understand
was what he thought was snow
was only sand.
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