Snow with its wafting and its drifting And how it makes the world so beautiful Blanketing all with its little white lies Muffled serenity beneath cruel softness Lining freshly dug graves Tissue wrapping the chrysalis of newborn angels In loving
Category: snow
Stopping by woods on a snowy evening
Even after a fifteen and a half hour car journey from hell, I have to say that I still think snow is beautiful, especially when you can drive out of it to the warmer weather. Not so the case