Snow Flakes and Thoughts of You . . . . 12/21/2010
 The snowflakes drifted like the down of a feather, Cold against my cheeks signals such frigid weather, Stars twinkling through the veil of clouds, Reminds me of a delightful comforting shroud, Thinking of you brings a warmth in my soul, And fills my heart making it whole, But a somber emptiness without you hand in hand, Reminds me of the nip in the air, Your pretty smile, your golden blond hair, Yes thinking of you makes the weather fair. Good thoughts to you inside and out A happy holiday I would like to shout! Add Comment | "The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself." - Henry Miller
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