Winter Celebration
By Rev. Lonnie C. Crowe
Through drifted snow,
Dazzling diamonds
In the brilliant sun.
Beneath the pristine sky,
Bits of tawny tuft
Peer through the wind-swept paths.
With vaporous breath preceding,
We trudge on top and through
The wintry crust.
The crunch of boot
And breaking drift.
Serene,
Solemn,
Silent--
But for only a moment--
Then the flurry of
Mittens and mukluks,
Fox and Geese,
Sleds and snowmen.
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