Notes: This morning I awoke to find the grass just barely dusted with snow. it wasn't much, but it was just enough to transform everything I could see. Few phenomena in nature have the power to instantly alter a surrounding that even the slightest accumulation of snow possesses. It's no wonder that our cultural traditions and lore cast winter as a time of magic and wonder. It has it's own quiet magic. This is a simple song of appreciation for the magic of snowfall.
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In the morning
Just a dusting
When I saw it
I came alive
The way the sunlight
Played across it
And sparkled off of it
A memory replayed
A time of quiet ways