Snow lands on an ice flower field
surrounding each in a white blanket.
The wind blows the ice lilies.
They snuggle into the fluffy snow.
Suddenly, the snow
stops.
And there it lay:
silent, serene, unblemished.
A small gust of wind whispers across the field unchallenged.
A swirl of snow is uplifted.
It dances upon the field.
I sit there and watch the snow waltz
through the snow-dusted window pane.
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Book of Poetry & Intresting/Favorite Quotes
PoésieA book of poems though of in the night and quotes that are fun or are just to true
