Winter’s BeautyA Poem by GraceWhat hath thou now oh bitter wind; When snow from cold does fall? Though man does find it so unkind; I will not blame or call. Unable will I find their wrath; It pains me so to try. And as I walk this snow filled path My heart begins to fly. © 2014 Grace |
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