Feeling warmth of the sun.
Glistening off the fallen snow.
A sense of calm, Rushes thy soul. inner peace settles within. Some days are long, Unbearable, fleeting. A start so pure, So glorious in truth, Must lead to a quiet conclusion As she continues to rise, High above the horizon excitement overcomes internally, for what could collapse, The perception of full charm. © Christina M. 1/2018