The trees are so lovely,
All seem made of glass,
When Winter cam calling
And touched them with class.
All look like fine crystal,
An artist's own scene,
As dawn streaked the heavens,
A wintertime dream.
Oh, beautiful wintertime splendor array,
Your lovely white blanket is now on display.
Dear Father, I thank You for loveliest scenes,
For snow-covered landscape and sweet, happy dreams.
~ Katherine Smith Matheney
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