but it's snowing.
we're in our shorts and
t-shirts,
our sandals.
but it's coming down,
heavy
on the trees,
the streets are white.
we put away our skates
and bikes,
our volleyball and tanning
lotions,
we go to the big closet
to find our shovels
and salt,
our cross-country skis.
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