I love the way the snowflakes fall
In their great rush to cover all
They land in heaps about knee high
And keep on swirling from the sky
This place is clouded in pure white
It sure is one dramatic sight.
Just feel the air it’s frosty cold
The snow’s a power to behold
It glitters bright for those who share
The magic and elusive glare.
I sure would love to greet the sun
Assured that soon the cold is done
Though we shall have to wait some more
Before this spring walks through the door !
The wind it shuttles through the trees
The rain that clings begins to freeze
The icy branches bend with ease.
Reach out, reach out and take my hand
To guide you through God’s wonderland
Where beauty shows superb and grand.
Seems all of life’s encased in glass,
Encrusted ice that can not last
And scatters with each windy blast.
You view the fairy castles there
They tremble in the sunlight’s glare
For soon, too soon all will be bare !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 