Tall spruce trees standing
angels in white gowns
stretching out arms
blowing in wind
hushed silence
lingers
Soft snowflakes dance
down onto cheeks
carpeting ground
crunching boots
leave imprints
on pure sheets
horizon's wonder
Lacy hoar frost hangs
Spider's web weaving
Sun shining, gleaming
Sparkling, crystals
Dripping into icy
puddles

















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