Unaware of the snowfall
So much excitement awaits her
So much that I dare not wake her
Nor lay too close as to cause disturbance
Her wide white smile will radiate love
Joy, deep and open, will be apparent
There will be concerns, of course
How her young boy will travel
How long before the thaw
The photographer emerges, click
And point, point and click; snowballs
Flurry on the video, laughter of life
Surges; kickbacks into our childhood
Settled, well aware of the snowfall
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