Image:  We Heart It

Image: We Heart It

Snow

Hand in hand we
stroll under trees heavily
laden with snow
 
Occasionally brushing a
branch…and
getting a surprise
snow shower
 
The streets are quiet
like walking inside a cloud…
all soft and protected
 
No one has been out
since the snow fall
And
our wandering trail is
tattooed by footprints
in the snow
 
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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