The Magic

The magic is gently falling,
and against it, the wind is
softly crawling,
evening it out into a smooth
sparkling sheet.
We throw on our scarves,
hats and coats,
making sure we're covering
our throats.
As soon as we're bundled up
from head to toe,
we open the door and jump
into the snow.

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May-June Issue: Youthink Magazine