Snowflake Dances, Shelley W. Williams [detective books to read .TXT] 📗

Down from the winter sky
I greet the falling snow,
the air outside is cold
and I feel the wind blow.

I stick out my tongue
and catch the snowflakes,
a chill with every step
that my shoe print makes.

My shape in the snow
also an angel of love,
I dance in the fallen snow
and catch it in my glove.

The beauty of winter
in a cool blowing breeze,
a storm may be coming
that will cover the trees.

Inside my heart is warm
and fear takes a chance,
I brave the outside weather
where snowflakes do a dance.

Publication Date: 01-23-2010

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