The snow in winter is so quiet- snow theme poets sharing

the spring flower blossoms and the cool summer breeze;  the moonlit sky in a autumn night and the white snowy horizon in the winter morning. enjoy everything at its moment, then live a happy life every minute and vexed by nothing.

I stand on the snow covered mountain

Colorful vase of flowers

Slopes  with flower beds laden

I saw the snow lotus flowers

I asked, “Why are you all alone here?

Beauty is meant to be adored.

Should give yourself to somebody

Before your petals fall to dust soon, dear.

What if I crushed your petals, I asked

As at these heights, you are quite lonely”

Snow Snow on the ground

Sun is sinking down down down

Trees trees covered in Wight

People gasp at the sight

Snow Snow on the ground

Animals scurry all around

Snow Snow in your hair

Stiffness and cold in the air

Snow Snow on the ground

People sledding down down down

Hot Coco and coffee inside

Why not go for another sled ride

Snow Snow on the ground

The sun has set past the ground

Lights light up the city bright

People every where say what a sight

Go to a small town full of sunflower, warm and peaceful, no sad, bloom of hope

The Wild Sunflower 

At early dawn, like soldiers in their places,

Rank upon rank the golden sunflowers stand;

Gazing toward the east with eager faces,

Waiting, until their god shall touch the land

To life and glory, longingly they wait,

Those voiceless watchers at the morning's gate.

Dawn's portals tremble silently apart;

Far to the east, across the dewy plain,

A glory kindles that in every heart

Finds answering warmth and kindles there again;

And rapture beams in every radiant face

Now softly glowing with supernal grace.

And all day long that silent worship lasts,

And as their god moves grandly down the west,

And every stem a lengthening shadow casts

Toward the east, ah, they love him best,

And watch till every lingering ray is gone,

Then slowly turn to greet another dawn.

~Albert Bigelow Paine~