The feathery snowflakes fell to earth
Throughout the Winter night,
And by the following morning
The countryside was white.
A quiet beauty filled the air
Across the country land
But then the wind began to blow;
Snow drifted like the sand.
The winds created snow drifts high
In various designs.
Huge snowdrifts, snowdrifts everywhere,
But just one of a kind,
The downy flakes that fell from Heaven
Brought with them delight...
A terra firma coverlet
And snowdrifts, sculpture-like.
Author Loise Pinkerton Fritz
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