An avalanche seen from a far

the distance of sight

coldness bite the french specter!

Kids playing in snow… snow wanting them to play.

A poem about love…

Poem about winter memories.

A rhyming poem about feeling lost.

Is there going to be snow?

A poem designed as a bit of fun.

Snowman love.

My song – my dreams.

This is a poem I wrote for my grandparents (when Grandma was still alive) to let them know how much my time with them meant to me. I presented this to them on their 50th anniversary in a frame….Grandma cried.