By J. Lynne Moore
Flutter down ever softly,
Oh dainty winter’s lace.
Blanket all in chilly view,
Rest gently on my face.
A jubilant “Welcome”, rejoice!
As the feathered crystals float,
Down from Heaven’s storehouse;
Wrapping all in its frosty coat.
Child and elder huddle close,
While taking in the tranquil sight.
Grateful for the frozen gift,
This gelid fleece, luminous…white.
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