Snowfire

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  • Childhood
    • snowfire
    • is Dreaming Wishing Hoping and Praying for Peace and Light

    Snowfire
    With the roar of the fire
    Gentle falling snow
    Gentle winds blowing
    Tree's bending low
    A newborn's cry heard below
    Nature's Gift bestowed
    Tiny fingers sweet little feet
    Bundles and ready for the world to meet
    Being presented given her name
    Snowfire I am and will remain

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    CMarsh commented on Snowfire

    09-08-2009

    Excellent poem! The gift of life can't be expressed any better.
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    snowfire

    09/09/2009

    Thank you CMarsh I aprreciate the comment

    cliftondurant commented on Snowfire

    09-02-2009

    short yet sweet you got talent your writing tells a story with rythem
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    kochab commented on Snowfire

    08-11-2009

    great poem. Simple and elegant all @ the same time.
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    snowfire

    08/11/2009

    Thank you very much. Glad you like it This one of the first I have written

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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