The snow falls in my front yard
Softly as it drifts to the ground
Nothing makes a sound
My heart melts into its freezing beauty
How did this come to be?
Is this powder sugar pouring from the heaven?
Or is my imagination getting the best of me
A walk a long a quite road
The building of a snow man
The drink of cocoa to warm the soul
The purest white
Mine eyes have seen
It covers the earth
With a grace I long to have
It brings for me a warming joy
A smile difficult to fade away
The gentlest of nature’s beauty
How I long for it to stay
snow
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