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!
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