For children and snow and Li Shan Chong and Lily Janes everywhere, from a magical poet. #amazon link to Wild Milk https://amzn.to/3ukJKPj

from "Spells" / by Sabrina Orah Mark

This is what I remember most about my sons: they were always thirsty, and they were wildest at dusk, and they were always kind. Their eyes were soft and white like snowy windowsills. 

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DPF / Greger

Brothers and sisters. And, snow.

from Wind Wrapped in Snow / by Debora Greger

    Snowflake, you’re out
with no coat. Listen. Stand still.
    No one is calling
across a world half-buried in snow,
     Come back, you hear me,
Come back this instant, you forgot