Seeing this snow falling today and walking through the falling flakes reminded me of the following poem
as the snow fell by Rg Gregory
the children played games
getting from here
to where the truth was
without touching a flake
needless to say
the only ones who got there
were liars
but while the honest ones
shrank back from
the touch of snow
the liars
were where the truth was
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