Leaf In The Snow

The early morning January cold was host to rich fresh brewed coffee.
Meteorologists predicted weather patterns. Snow was in the forecast.

I sat sipping the rich coffee, enjoying the prospect of a free day.

Suddenly, winter white was washing black beautifully.
A serene scene was unfolding pleasantly.

I was enveloped by the beauty of it all.

I watched the snow fall.

Through my window I heard the echo, a leaf fell
silently to the ground and kissed the powered snow.

L.L.Smith – (1996 – Published, Valley of Virginia)

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