The Snowy Hollow
The Snowy Hollow
Trees reach up
Like long slender hands
Over the stillness.
All is hushed
There is no need for
Words.
Snow blankets
Like garments of white
Over the stillness.
All is hushed
There is no need for
Words.
Stars look down
Like faces watching
Over the stillness.
All is hushed
There is no need for
Words.
This moment
Perfectly crafted
God made this stillness.
All is hushed
There is no need for
Words.
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