Elizabeth Chabanov '28
As the snow falls
The tides become too cold to swim in
The moon glares over it
Instead of the sun
The darkness of the tides
Has a beauty to it
Unlike the summer shine
It is dark
It is quiet
Waiting for people to love her
For children to play and splash
For everyone to swim and smile
For joy and brightness
I wonder if she sees
The more silent form of admiration
She gets when these times end
Smiling together isn't the only type of love, I promise
Let us be dark and quiet together
A type of peace most don’t recognize
Because as the snow falls
Even her darkness has beauty
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