Snow
Looking out my window when the air is cold and brisk
I see the sun is shining and my heart is filled with bliss
Knowing that in this beauty nothing can go amiss
The snow is new and glistneng in it's white and untouched glory
Waiting for children to come and play, making their own happy story
As I watch new snow falls and there is magic in the air
I feel the elation of everyone that is there
Creating a snow man with spagetii for hair
Soon they'll come inside, cold and dripping wet
The children, they are all as happy as they can get
I await their smiling faces inside by the fire
With hot chocolate and listening to Cristmas songs sung by a chior
Jacque Graham
11/1/11
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