Kait ✨
My favourite bit:
“Once upon a northern night
pine trees held out prickly hands
to catch the falling flakes
that gathered into puffs of creamy white,
settling into puffs of creamy white,
setting like balls of cotton,
waiting.
When you walk beneath the trees
the wind will tickle them
until they drop their snowy treasures,
dusting your hair and
sprinkling your nose” (12).