Cloud Walking

clouds came in last night
 Siri warned of “bad weather”
 (she’s not a skier)
 
 twenty new inches
 of fresh powder, soft as silk,
 came from those “bad” clouds
 
 we floated ten runs
 clouds above us, below us,
 this heaven on earth
 

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