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Is winters shroud Upon the ground Sweet marvelous beauty Of a greater hand. Know matter how down We may feel before you Know leaves will be blooming On branches of a cherry trees Push through from frozen sod. It is a mystery and a miracle As I linger And hold you very dear Upon the mountain slope The sun rising behind me Wet with snow flakes falling Like the morning dew With sweet glittering trees What we see is a priceless treasure In our search for pleasure. That water that we stand upon And gives life for everyday life that pass’s on to plant life that’s all around us Every snowflake is like a crystal. Dropped by the wind like flowers Blossoms in spring The elements re echo of many of it’s gems Winter, Spring, summer, and fall Every snow flake is like a fairies falling gracefully With each rise in humidity. |