Watch the waters flow. While the
crystal white snow, falls down apon
it. So Softly on it. Shut our eyes, &
hold... Then let it go... Into the
...
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I pen winter as a cruel heartless reaper of death, yet you see its beauty and charm and so I am charmed by your description...the power of poetry is indeed useful in our perspective and can change for the better our outlook, thank you.
Thank You! ! ! Bill, You Are Very Kind, And So Are Your Replies! ! ! ! ! I Look Forward To Reading More Of Your Beautiful Poetry! ! ! ! ! Thank You Again Ever So Much! ! ! ! ! Ever So Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! And Smiles! ! ! ! !