Doris Niswonger Poems

The winter comes silently
In the night to blanket God's creation.
Awaking to the splendor of a winter
Morn is breathtaking,
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There is something charming about a small town
Where the living is good
And the greeting is pleasant.
A warm expression is on many faces,
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When I gaze out the window,
At all the beauty You've created,
I'm reminded of 'Solomon
In all of His glory was not arrayed
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I love this land of ours,
America, the land of the free
And the home of the brave.
She's proud, but yet humble,
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The melody of a stream babbling
Over rocks sets my heart to dancing.
The cadence is harmony in the music
Of nature. The warbling of cardinals
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Sleep my precious one
After the weary work of day.
Dream sweet dreams of fun
In paradise far away.
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