Night fell
and the air was clear and brisk;
a thousand city lights
pulsed against a sable sky
and you could taste winter
and you could smell winter
in the wind of November.

The cold came to stay today;
I watched dancing stream curl to the sky
in the air outside my window.
It raised goosebumps on my legs
as i stepped from out of the shower.
Outdoors, the wind shook puddles
and wrapped my clothes around my body
as I huddled in my thoughts of Spring...

The next day it snowed...

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