winter’s wonder

The magic of the first snow. Filling the imagination of the young with possibilities. No school. Playing outside for hours and hours. Balls of snow and men of snow. Forts and angels.

The magic of the first snow. Traveling from the sky to the ground in varying degrees of speed. Lazy and sporadic. Swirling delicate as though nothing were really there. The fat dancing flakes.

The magic of the first snow. Frosting green everywhere. Piling up in window corners creating frames from which to gaze. Fluffy white pillows upon every flat surface. Glistening jewels in the bright noonday sun.

©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben

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