A sprinkle.
A dusting.
Gracefully lands on roof tops and leaves.
Like an icing sugar topping on confectionery.
A little bit of magic drifting down from the heavens.
Transforming our window views into something new right before our eyes.
A glimpse into the next season.
Into the future.
A witness to the changing of the seasons, the turning of the circle of life.
But watch closely,
as just as quickly as it arrived,
it will leave.
Melting away into the earth
to come again
another day.
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