All across the land it is pure white.
Countless shapes that form the snow.
We look and see the quiet swirls of snow.
Try and find one flake is impossible.
Gentle very fragile the flake of snow.
It collects upon the ground of the earth.
Slowing everything down with it's power.
Watch and wait and soon the snow appears.
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