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Snow Blanket

I look out my window and what do I see? A blanket of snow where fields used to be. This blanket of white that covers the ground and glistens at night is not made of down. Flakes of snow fall down from the winter clouds to form this velvet gown that lies upon the ground. You can’t snuggle in it like a quilt on your bed, but you can jump in it, or ride it on a sled. A graceful brown doe and a fluffy gray hare tromp through the snow leaving many tracks there. The prints that now show make a lovely design in the quilt made of snow, so fluffy and fine. You can make a snow angel. You can make a snowman. Or you can hold a ball of snow in your hand. The stars that shine at night glisten on the bright snow. The moon gives off its light and the blanket seems to glow. As the sun shines in the sky and the days grow warm and long, I have to say good-bye. The snow blanket now is gone. Night Garden

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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