The yellow schoolbus disappears, reappearing
above a clump of evergreens as it labors
uphill to deliver its passengers to their homes,
homes warmed by the smell of roasting meat, carrots, potatoes,
Noble firs, gingerbread cookies, coffee brewing, fires crackling at the hearth.
Silver plumes of smoke rise from the chimneys on the hillside
Then join the steely storm clouds bringing snow.
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