The Sound of Snow

March 30, 2011
By Anonymous

Slowly it fell and was pretty in flight
The gleam of the flakes looked just right in the light
Yet looking was not what I was up to
Listening was what I had in my mind to do
As the snow fell gently upon the ground
I closed my eyes and couldn’t hear a sound
Serene and peaceful was what this had been
It put on my face a huge and great grin.

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