whisper

 

nothing like a night

where the snow is coming down

in white swirls and great

fluffs of snowflakes, nothing like

that deep quiet of snow at

night:  piling against

the house, drifting over walks

and drives, over toys

abandoned  in the still yard,

hiding all sins and sorrows.

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Snow has a way make everything still and allowing our thoughts to fall into place as well. Thank you for this lovely reminder.

[Sami Khalil]

Your poem is snowing in white beauty and serenity in the winter of life ...:)

[annie lee]

Thank you.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)