Flakes like frozen
moonlight,
falling on my face
I raise my hands out,
toward the sky,
loving this time,
this place
Tiny white-like angels,
whirling all around
A winter snowfall symphony
is falling to the ground
By the time I wake again,
it may be all be gone
Ah, but to have felt it on
my face, 'twas heaven
in quiet song
Lynn West
(c) 2011
PHOTO entitled: Snowfall at Night
by Lynn West
copyright (c) Lynn West 2011
