“When it snows” It falls not like earth quakes,It flakes without brakes,It doesn’t make a sound but it’s beautiful,It melts the heart with a sight so pure-ful,The kind of purity that washes off the blemishes of the earth,What a gift to mother earth,This is a little treasure to unearth,We have to stop the wanton pollution,It’sContinue reading “When it snows”
