A Winter's Day

By Linda A. Copp

See the falling snowflakes
drifting by the pane,
Winging glasslike angels
falling just like rain.

The air is crisp and stirring,
the freshly fallen snow.
And the warmth I'm feeling inside,
sets my eyes aglow.

This winter's day has come before
and will come again.
It finds its way to Earth
every now and then.

  By Linda A. Copp
© December 11, 1969