the first snowfall <br />we made snow angels <br /> <br />the yard white, wet <br />and a texture of nimbus clouds. <br /> <br />standing up <br />our shadow casts our ghosts across <br /> <br />and we waited <br />until the October sun melted them away.<br /><br />Gary Scott Gebert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snow-angel-4/
