Waiting silently.
Hope is faint…
But waiting –still.
Soft, it falls down around and round.
Wintry breath chills, but beauty –
Frozen, pure –
Falls to earth.
Please tell me what you think
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I like this one too !
I think cluesgandg is a very good writer ! I think this poem makes you think it is snowing out side! I almost want to go into the garage and get the shovel.
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A lovely poem for today, when the snow fell. You have described the anticipation and delight of this beautiful wonder!
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