the world glistens in the sun's light
the blanket upon the ground makes it bright,
even in the still of the night.
soft, yet crunchy is the snow.
one can see where the critters go.
and the world has stopped-- time is slow.
one day it will bid farewell
when to return, no one can tell
but I will enjoy it now-- its beauty, its belle.
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anthology of life
Poetrya collection of poems and short writings. would love to collab with fellow poets and short story writers!
