Snowfall

The snow is falling gently,
Like feathers drifting down,
To make a winter wonderland,
As it covers all the ground.

The trees are fairy castles,
Limbs are bending low,
The woods a magic kingdom,
Drifted white with snow.

A land of pure enchantment,
God has given us today,
And the joy I feel within my heart,
No words can ever say.

–Submitted by Virginia Mansker, Rockwood, IL