Snow
Trembling in the air, a white star does fall.
The soft precipitation has paid us a visit.
Quiet skies are unheard.
This beauty does not flaunt attention.
It simply falls, confident, and unmentioned.
As soon as observed, it draws people near.
A quiet, content day is soon to appear.
Copyright © Tiffany Von Tungeln | Year Posted 2015
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