Winters Snow

Each Crystal shape fell white and clear spreading a film of shimmering snow like a curtain of voile draped from heavens door on earths patchwork quilt below Softly silently swirling as busy clouds darkened the blue and each snowdrop covered the bravest of buds while the raging blizzard grew. From the silent hills to the valleys below the wind in her frenzied flight tears at the heart of creatures small and covers the earth in a blanket of white. Bush and saplings cower closer the weakest will surely fall no haven now for tiny wings no sound,no plaintive call. The wild wind spent of her fury leaves a wilderness in her wake the curtain now a shroud, enclosed the silent frozen waste. Alone stands proud the holly as she shakes her mantle free nestled in the rich brown earth beneath her boughs of evergreen. Lies a patch of gallant snowdrops and a little touch of spring.