Snow Falls - a winter poem
Snow falls…. “Hushhhhh…” says the wind, as the Christmas lights dance and sway to the music of the breeze. First world sounds are muted; distant. Crunch, crunch, crunch under my feet. A bunny dashes – furry lightning hides in a bush; footprints prove he was there. A sleepy neighborhood waits…. waits for glistening, shimmering frozen... Read more »