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Winter's Touch

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By Shanon Angermeyer NormanPublished 2 years ago • Updated 2 years ago • 1 min read

A silver sky called bleak wanted to cry

but no tearful clouds could answer why -

beautiful winter's time had arrived

and to Autumn we said a sad goodbye.

As unique flakes filled the atmosphere

bedazzled children felt like graceful deer,

frozen in awe at the magic of the sky,

bewildered in joy to know Winter's sigh.

Winter's touch is like melting crystal in air -

gathering a miracle of white snow flair -

touching icy cold mystery to feel anew -

experiencing love, life, and faith that grew.

From bleak sky and dingy boring streets

to a magical white wonderland where cold lovers meet;

From Autumn's rainbow of branches and leaves

to the softness of Winter's touch in the breeze,

and the blanket of snow to cushion souls with ease.

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Shanon Angermeyer Norman

Gold, Published Poet at allpoetry.com since 2010. USF Grad, Class 2001.

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    Written by Shanon Angermeyer Norman