"What I see from the steps at the end of the day"

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White smoke against a grey sky
above slate tiles
above white clapboards

White snow above dead grass
Red cedar posts waiting to be planted

White sheep full of brown burs
eat faded green hay

A grey barn

Brown and white fields
fade into the black silhoutte of treeline
that fades into the grey mountains
below grey clouds
behind which the sun dies a dull orange death