Snowy Sincerity

Pale, translucent, a glitter-gray sky;?
As sparkling snowflakes, fall from up high.?
Drifting diamond-dust, lays heaped on the grass;?
Sweeping the sidewalks, flower-frosting the glass.
?Fluffy flakes floating down, make scarcely sound;
And become weightless whiteness, bowing trees to the ground.
When winter comes I wish for, the warm weather that was;
But when a day such as this, arrives- and it does.
I gaze at Mother Nature, with concen-trated clarity;
Marv’ling at the snow, suscept-ible sincerity.





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