WINTER MAGIC Silently you came in the middle of the night, whitewashing the landscape to a soft fluffy white. Sprinkled it on trees with exquisite perfection, tops of flower pots resemble frozen confections. When I stand at my window watching it swirl, the glass is a snow globe and I'm in that world. Almost childlike but what do I care, for the moment I'm lost in a place where there are no worries and snowflakes dance on my face. |
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WINTER'S BEAUTY Rainy nights are made for dreams in which our souls are set free, but a snowy night is most enchanting, winter beauty beyond belief. Stillness prevails and the landscape is slowly transformed, from a world of browns and greens to a land of marshmallow cream. I love the starkness of snow covered fields where humans have yet to tread just the lone black stallion posed high on the hill, as steam from his nostrils makes a halo around his head. I love to walk with you as the moon shines on new fallen snow and see it's reflection in your eyes, as I reach up to kiss you on tiptoes. |