snow is falling large
quiet flakes from a
heavily clouded sky ...
i catch a flake on mittened
hand,and hold it near my eye
the love of god so clearly
seen, in intricate design!
i wish that i could hold it
close, and somehow make it
mine .
but soon it melts , and it is
gone and i wish that i could see
gods face as i look up and say
thanks for your gift to me .
* this poem is Written *
By Denise A Dewald .
* this piece is not mine *
I'm not sure who Denise A. Dewald is, but I do like this poem. It shows how beauty is tender, loving, delicate.