Every thought grew quiet,
As the flakes fell across the hills.
The mountains seemed to promise –
A winter wonderland was guessed.
Every moment fell silent,
As the wind blessed with prayers
For those of us who rely on –
The gentleness of God’s grace.
Every joy spread stillness,
As the white of winter smiled,
Coloring the hills in sensations –
Amazing, so we feel like...
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