Snow

See the white crystal flakes falling down
Multiplying as they hit the ground
Taste each flake on your tongue
As you try to get everyone
The kids make a snowman
Johny Ray and Mary Ann
Sledding down a hill
Letting the fun forget the winter chill
As someone is learning to skate
On the ice covered lake
The skiers are happy as can be
Enjoying nature that is free
The one thing that is given to us
Not requiring a money fuss.
This the gift called snow
The creation of entertainment of all to know

by Terence J. Scholz

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