Snow
This light fluffy delight
brings tears of joy to my eyes!
And soon these joy seeds will bloom and a crystal white
flower shall blanket the land.
What wonderful snow can cover the north pole
and continue on to the forest that surrounds me.
These cold sweet treats fall from above,
but the heat will not let them.
That forbidding sun cannot have fun,
those unfortunate ones,
have come again by the beckoning of the moon,
lightly they fall and plant themselves
and soon begin to grow.
Copyright © William Johnston | Year Posted 2008
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