Snow dancing in air
bringing a smile to me,
floating to the ground.
I see it collect,
blanketing the grass.
Sunday, April 24, 2005
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3 comments:
that paints such a pretty picture :)
reminds me of the time when we had hailstones almost cover our lawn. it doesnt snow where i live.
I yearn for that moment. I, who have never seen snow. *sigh*
Nice short piece. Like the narration here.
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