Beneath the Soft Snow

Beneath the soft snow rests the lifeless grass that will certainly resist the cold weather and fight it... until the dim sun sends its last glow, and afternoons hurry to pass! December has been without snow, and it seemed like spring,indeed; all the quite streets were suddenly filled wit jolly and juvenile voices... The dull athmoshere of the archipelago waited for gloominess,not for jubilants songs! Beneath the soft snow is buried an impatient wait... resenting the inactive disposition, which winter approves so distinctively; but very soon,the sprightly sunlight will make a dominant appearance to awake the somnolent,cheerless earth! Backwoods and mountains below... will astound and draw much attention: nascent springs,once dormant,will spurt zealously! Beneath the soft snow, spring can be anticipated in awe; its aroma of dainty flowers savored... unfailing is the promise of God!