Powdery white snow blanketed the trees <br />Where boughs beckoned to us so peacefully. <br />The earth was once green and brought flowers and joy. <br />Up in the black sky stars can tell us stories. <br />The cold winter night lasted <br />But the world was warm in my home, <br />Covered with quiet snow. <br />A memory of a rose flickered <br />And then a whisper of one returned <br />By firelight, quickened.<br /><br />Gayle Sweeney<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-winter-night-11/
