Sunday, January 11, 2009

Angel Glitter

Heaven’s white dust

Sprinkles heavily down

Blown with great gust

To cover the ground

Angels sweep clouds

Falling towards the earth

Worn like shrouds

Delay New Year’s rebirth

Ice encased trees

Limbs frozen in time

Makes everyone sneeze

Its power sublime

Children get dirty

Fingers kissed by the cold

Running carefree

What a sight to behold

Sunny tomorrow

Cheers hibernated souls

Melts winter fresco

Starts one’s personal goals

6 comments:

  1. We received about 5 fresh inches of heaven's white dust last night. So pretty today!

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  2. That's probably what we have and it seems they're still cleaning. :D Pretty, but difficult to maneuver around. Thanks for stopping by and stay safe.

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  3. Thanks, Ana. I appreciate your input. Take care.

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  4. That's a lovely poem, Bea. Keep them coming.
    hugs

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  5. Thanks, Kimmi. :D I appreciate it.

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