Softly it fell
all through the night,
painting our world
with a glistening white.
So softly it fell
on my uncovered hair,
as it lazily floated
on crisp morning air.
So softly it halted
traffic, business and all;
so strong its’ embrace
though so soft was its’ fall.
Much nicer than my now writings 🙂
Sometime it happens that way sometimes the reverse!
I have enjoyed seeing all of Tasmanian friends’ snow photos 🙂 Especially since we are in summer!
Lovely! I visited Tasmania in 1989, while living in Melbourne for 3 years. It was enchanting!
Yes,I feel blessed to live here!Thanks for your comment