Snow

November 17, 2007
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Something clouding up my vision;
No whiter, purer, thing to see.
Only I am out today;
Weather keeps in all but me.

Silvery from the skies above;
Nothing more beautiful that this.
Oh, to have it all year long,
What an other-worldly bliss.

Silent across the fields it lies;
Never do I feel more at peace.
Over all the earth, it seems,
War and pain it’s caused to cease.





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