It snowed today.
It drew a veil
between all without
and all within;
a lacy dome
that only light could penetrate.
Cozily sheltered,
bordered by white,
blissfully bounded
on every hand,
content within
its velvety span.
Removing reminders
that may remain
of something outside
this sequestered domain.
Tuck me into your blanket of fleece;
softly fall, small
downy peace.
