The snowflakes fell
in lacy flight
All through the day
and into night
And in the morn
the ground was white
And all the world
seemed clean and bright.
And though our sins
were washed away
The soul cleansed
by the snow that lay
Upon the ground
in virgin shite
And blessed us
with dawn's holy light.
~ Dolores Karides
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