Wednesday, February 29, 2012

The riddle of snow


From Heaven I fall, though from Earth I begin.
No lady alive can show such skin.
I'm bright as an angel, and light as a feather,
But heavy and dark, when you squeeze me together.


























From:  A Riddle - On Snow
By:  James Parton

1 comment:

Thank you so much for your kind words :)

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