Almost snow

I really thought I*d find it last night, walking under the streetlights, on a mission to Walgreens for gold chocolate coins.  It did seem imminent.  Snow pending.  There*s something about waiting... all the particulars become pointers to the possibility.  Kinda like Advent.

I walked to the store last night

In the almost snow.

The streets were wet

With possible winter.

The dark had that

Snow smell.

I knew I would find it

Hidden around the corner

Of the next block.

On the edges

Snow waited to come.

I am still

Waiting it out.

Snow has been sighted

In Michigan:

Two fluffy inches.

My vision continues blurred

With the possibility of snow.

I am dizzy with its scent.

It is almost almost here.

Every morning I look out the window

Sniff the air

For coldness.