Divine Blanket
As if a blanket be specially placed
Upon the land so humbly graced.
A white so pure, so fresh, sublime,
A blessing, surely divine.
Steeples covered, as Christmas card,
Litter the landscape of England proud,
Tools down, the children play,
Simple pleasures embrace the day.
Sunshine glistens on twinkling ground,
Mesmerising magic all around,
This beauty which fulfils the soul
Is exquisitely a fresh snow fall.
Copyright © Ronald D Thompson | Year Posted 2019
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