Snow Glistens To Trees
It falls gently to the ground.
By Darla M SeelyPublished 2 months ago • 1 min read
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Watch the falling snow.
It falls gently to the ground
And glistens to the trees.
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Darla M Seely
I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks.
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