Snowfall 1 By walljm on October 23, 2002 Poetry, Rhyming Verse The soft pure white snowflakes Of endless variety Fall from the darkening skies In solemn sobriety And i pause in wonder My heart is bespoken With calm anticipation Of the glistening token Gods own pristine creation poetry praise rhyme snow verse winter Share. Twitter Facebook Pinterest LinkedIn Tumblr Email
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Pristine, I like that word.