The first snowfall arrives like a timid deer
It covers the once bright green grass with a light, white powder
Then frosts the windows of the houses
It moves gently, quietly, softly, and silently
But as the cloud parts, and the snow ceases to fall
Over the small town
It leaves the beginning of winter to come.
It covers the once bright green grass with a light, white powder
Then frosts the windows of the houses
It moves gently, quietly, softly, and silently
But as the cloud parts, and the snow ceases to fall
Over the small town
It leaves the beginning of winter to come.
-By Maia Pivec
Age 12
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