How lovely would it be to come down on a winter's morning to find iciles dangling upon a tree,
Frost bites at your nose as you watch the surrounding nature all birds flew away and water froze,
Everything seemed to dead until little white flakes covered the floor I watch as they now sprinkle unto my head,
One by one they each flow as this day I shall always remember as my first snow.
Winter's Kiss
My heart warms up now though the snow has fallen down for it is romantic in the soft snow to recieve your first kiss
WintersNite · Mon Dec 24, 2007 @ 08:42pm · 0 Comments |