The winter blanket is falling all over the field of dreams,
The snowflakes are shining through the sun,as it seems.
My face tingles as the flakes fall on my cold icy face,
They are from heaven,God's special place.
I lay on the ground and watch every falling flake,
I lay here until I start to shake.
I raise up out of the powdered white snow,
I see a rainbow that seems to go and go.
All the beautiful colors that stands out in the beautiful sky,
The sun,the rainbow,the flakes,are here ,but why.
The winters blanket covers my body that is almost froze,
My face is so cold,even my icy nose.
The winters blanket is a silence of mother earth,
To live each moment,a greatness that is really all it's worth.
by susan simpkins