My hands are once again
Turning into the color
Of snow
And ice cubes
Are warmer than they are.
But the cold has a purpose.
The clouds spent all
Night snowing.
Dumping inches and inches
Of glorious snow-cone
Material on the ground.
So I woke up
At eight
And took pictures
On my new holga camera
And I can't wait
To see how they turned out.
And during all
The time I spent outside,
I kinda wanted to have
Someone standing there
With me, keeping my hands warm.
But a girl has to resort
To using gloves every
Once in a while.
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