by Christina Johnson

Created on: January 21, 2009

A seasonal wind blows through the trees, White powdery snow floating on the breeze.

A dusting on the branches a blanket of white. A walk in the woods in silver twilight.

Cold temperatures held back by the sun , a winters wonderland for everyone.

Walk into the woods a whole new look, A snowy blanket on every nook.

The forest is quiet as everything sleeps, the fast running river now a slow running creek.

As the sun sets behind the trees, the snow shows off colors of your wildest dreams.

Within the skies reflects a smile on your face the onset of winter in this beautiful place

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