First Snow
The soundless snowflakes falls leaving a white wonderland
Trees bare of leaves covered with a white blanket
Snow angels are being formed by children even children at heart
Snowmen are being made
Snowballs are being thrown
Sleigh rides all around
when the snow hits the ground
After being outside awhile I open the house door and smell the aroma of apples in the air
It was warm apple cider that was waiting on the table
Mom knew exactly what we needed so she peeled off our snow covered clothes.
She smiled and lead us to the table
It was the best first snow ever outside and even better when we came inside.
Copyright © April Walter Skyy | Year Posted 2012
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