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

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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