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Whiter than Snow? by Donna Avant
The clock next to my bed displayed 3:30 am as I awoke. Unfortunately that is not an unusual event for me these days as I have grown older. As I made my way to the bathroom, I peered out the window and was almost blinded by the brightness of the snow that lay covering the field next to our house. The freshly fallen snow was reflecting the light of the moon. When my body finally decided to declare it was morning, I went to the front porch to discover at least three to fou

Donna Avant
2 days ago2 min read
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