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    WHAT WILL ONE SEE  

 

Snow flakes dancing to the ground

While arabesquing ‘round and ‘round.

They’re painting the world all in white

Laying blankets throughout the night.

 

What will one see when he awakes?

Artistry of those little flakes.

Diamonds scattered on once green lawn,

Winking, sparkling in light of dawn.

 

Branches snuggled in ermine coats,

White scarves wrapped ‘round chimney throats,                       

Fence posts wearing jaunty caps.

Bushes arrayed in frosty wraps.

 

Millions of flakes before your eyes . . .

Large and small and minuscule size,

And in the piles, where they lay,               

No two are alike, so they say.

 

It’s quiet in this all-white world,

Where just last night the snow-flakes swirled.

Sounds are muffled . . . an awesome sight,

That nature spread around last night.

 

6/9/06                    Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck

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A Harsh melody

             WINTER’S SONG

 

Like a crazed banshee, the bitter wind moaned,

while snow coated limbs until the trees groaned,

          branches thrashed windows in cacophony —

a harsh melody that winter intoned.

 

9/8/94                        Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck

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