Snowflakes
by Linda A. Copp
Snowflakes spill from heaven's hand
Lovely and chaste like smooth white sand.
A veil of wonder laced in light
Falling Gently on a winters night.
Graceful beauty raining down
Giving magic to the lifeless ground.
Each snowflake like a falling star
Smiling beauty that's spun afar.
Till eatch is dressed in a robe of white
Unspoken poem the hush of night.
Yippee, it snowed on Saturday! And it wasn't just snow flurries. It was those fluffy ones that stuck to everything. It was great. Now if it could just snow during the week and snow ALOT so that the Federal Govt. closes I will be even MORE EXCITED about the snow. ;-)
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