the snow falls
and the sun rises
I see the sun reflected
in a neighbor’s window
the snow falls
on everything
evergreen branches
picnic tables, rocks, grass
planters left untouched
for just this reason
the snow falls
on everything
also the graves
the fields that were
parched
this gentle healing
snowfall
Blessings, Ellen
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 
We just don’t have snow falling here, but when I go to England in the Winter I experience it. As I read your poem I felt and heard that beautiful silence all around as the snow falls. For me it’s a silence that is unique to the falling of snow. Thanks Ellen – a lovely poem.
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Dear Don, Thank you for your lovely comment. Blessings, Ellen
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Lovely, oh how I wish for the scene.
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Dear Kris, Thank you. May your wish come true! Ellen
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Perfect words for the season.
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Dear Judy, Thank you as always, Ellen
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Oh this one blesses my heart, Ellen–thanks, and God bless you–love, Caddo
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Dear Caddo, Thank you. Love and blessings, Ellen
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