A Christmas Snow

A Christmas Snow (Secret Of The Snow) Majestic ice, coated frozen trees, stand high Branches flow like magic wands with powdered sighs Angels turn pure white at Christmas time in little towns So lovely coming down in feathery ice gowns While giant houses glow by fire lights Church spires reach out, praying on the night For snow to come on stronger in their flight Reds, yellows, blues, shimmering what they know Each snow flake breaks out in celebration but slow Accumulating warmth in a song and dance of winter Exposing themselves on soft wings that splinter Crystalline are their smiles on the wires and leaves Gentle winds open up each gentle angels tumbling fleece As six wings of ice declare the mystery of Christmas to begin Angels can really dance on the head of a pin Turn pure white; kiss the children on the nose Angels are in fact the pure white snow Each one unique and only children knows the secret Created on 11/26/14 for “A Christmas Snow”- Poetry Contest