Snowfall
By Grace A
I lay in front of the crackling fire
looking out the window
at the white blanket covering the ground.
The moon's reflection glistening,
lighting up the dark night
as snow gently falls from the sky.
I lay in front of the crackling fire
looking out the window
at the white blanket covering the ground.
The moon's reflection glistening,
lighting up the dark night
as snow gently falls from the sky.