Balancing precariously,
Tiny sisters in the snow.
As frost-covered gold lines the trees behind,
And other neighborhood children emerge,
Dressed in their Arctic best,
Out on their own runways.
Another voyage of discovery taken,
As every sense experiences a different newness,
And the wonder belongs to the girls,
And the girls belong
To the wonder
To share is human:
How wonder-ful!
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