Snowfall
by Kirsten Hutchins
The snow comes trinkling down from the sky
White as ever.
Beautiful with a soft sound only heard by the trees
A deer frolics in the snow.
A child bundles up to make their first snowman.
The sound of silence becomes the snowfall
Ever glistening amongst the trees
Shining like sparkling silver
So beautiful and a reminder of old man winter is coming.
Gathering of wood and food.
For the animals of the forest have already prepared for the snowfall.
White as ever.
Beautiful with a soft sound only heard by the trees
A deer frolics in the snow.
A child bundles up to make their first snowman.
The sound of silence becomes the snowfall
Ever glistening amongst the trees
Shining like sparkling silver
So beautiful and a reminder of old man winter is coming.
Gathering of wood and food.
For the animals of the forest have already prepared for the snowfall.
Kirsten Hutchins, from Tennessee, loves writing in her spare time.