Dad loved wintertime and snow. This is a poem that he wrote about Snow.
A white snowfall at Christmas time,
Always seems just right.
It seems to match the glistening,
Of the Merry Christmas lights.
Of the candles and the siver bells,
That ring so joyfully.
And the happy, friendly faces,
Around the Christmas Tree.
E. H. Coe 1971
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