The snow is a magic carpet
It has carried away the dark. mean debris covered streets
Of this gloom laden Northern town.
And in their place
Is a pristine magic ice water kingdom
With pavements that glitter
And houses with icing sugar rooftops.
It is a quixotical magic
Which steals the breath temporarily
From weary workers rushing home to recreation.
But steals the breath for eternity
From the homeless
Huddling under its hungry heartless blanket.