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Dec 2013
I watched hypnotized by the falling snow outside my
     living room's window.
It fell like falling stars through the lights of the bright
     street lights.
I switched on the porch light to catch sight of more,
as it fell softly on the porch steps,
dreaming of a school-less day to come.
Oh! How beautiful it is.....
Where does it come from? I asked myself,
is it sugar from God's coffee table?
Or maybe it's sand from baby angel's sand boxes?
I must say this I really don't know,
but I know with my whole heart
that I truly love....
I love the snow.
My childhood view of snow......
Daniel Jay Mc Shane
Written by
Daniel Jay Mc Shane
     arqios, st64 and Hilda
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