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Looking Out a Picture Window
at Slowly Falling Snowflakes
One flake,
a flake,
one flake of snow.
One grain of sand,
far away,
beside an ocean.
One woman,
of tnanldnd,
a human creature.
The snowflake
floats t falls,
melts away.
Sand on the beach,
drifts, dunes,
settles somewhere.
WOJllall watches,
waits; wonders,
cries.
Bernice Beard '74
