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| the barren North Wind blows a solitary flake of snow on the street |
| light from the full moon casts deep shadows on the lawn, turning the snow blue |
| hand in hand we walk into the last snow dropping swirls of spring flowers |
| white snow encircles the bare twigs in the orchards: cold cherry blossoms |
| the first flakes of snow mingle with the scarlet leaves falling on her grave |
| hand in hand we walk into the last snow dropping swirls of spring flowers |
| Snow drifting in wind, falling, blowing in cold air. One piece: earth and sky. |
| the silence of snow broken only by the sound of oak logs burning |
| winter blasted rock rising beside the river the tiny snow drops |
| bright in the moonlight distant snow-capped mountain peak an infant's white face |
| deep snow on the lawn in the flower shop window hyacinths blooming |
| falling across snow on this cloudy windy night light from a window |
