How amazing the smallest moment of cheer
For it can cover
The dead, the ugly

For each fraction of a second
Adds up
And makes the view more and more majestic
Forever

It is like the winter snow
And not
It does cover in the pure, the white
But will not melt from sight
Nor disappear

It covers the woods
Yet still brings them life
Drifts onto the hills
But makes them all the more welcoming

For these precious flakes of the times of warmth are
Of such slight size
So their strength is in their force
Together.

(theinkthatspeaks.blogspot.com)