Tiny Dancers

(A winter poem and a very old, sweet photo)

Dancing down from heaven

The white snow descends

With magic

Like fairy dust, cloaking winter’s bare.

Thousands of tiny dancers

Spin

And float

As all creation watches.

The wind a symphony

Crescendos

Melody

Silence

Falling snow

Winter’s fireflies

Nature’s wonder

And Earth’s delight.

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