Snow is gently…
© Marina
Snow is gently coming down,
Every treetop being crowned.
Under moon's seductive gaze,
Shimmers snow like diamond maze.
But the wind, in restless mood,
Through the calmness will intrude.
In the pearly streets it'll play,
Greeting every winter day.
Through the sapphire of the sky,
Santa Claus is passing by.
And the joy shall sneak through cold
With the stories yet untold…
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