Wall to wall quiet now stalks <br />countryside lanes. <br />White feathered blankets <br />pile high icy mounds. <br />Whispers of snowglow <br />bring glorious ageless <br />Light, reflecting intensely <br />from hard cold ground. <br /> <br />Breezy peace flutters down, <br />soft-winged as a dove. <br />Housebound I watch, <br />as snow sits flouting demands. <br />Thick cover of white silence <br />heals noise with lovely <br />Though dangerous claim. <br />Snow brings it's own balm.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/white-silence-3/
