Wednesday, February 17, 2010

My morning walk
(bundled up)
is peaceful.
The mountain area
where we live is very

If it were possible to hear
the snow fall--here--
methinks that i might.
And so-- I listen.
I am still.
Can you hear it?

The trees speak of the
wintry velvet-white
as it falls softly
like a blanket.
They remark...

"How gracefully
it falls! 'Tis grace!"

Puffy flakes
sprinkle down.
I am bewitched.
The wintry white
and I am
~yet again~
part child.
"'Tis grace! 'tis grace!
and I am snatched away!"

1 comment:

  1. Gorgeous pictures! I really enjoyed them, but please keep all that snow there...I only want to see it in pictures. LOL.

    Jennifer (who is SO ready for Spring!)


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