Jean Penner


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The Snow

The snow gently falls down from Heaven,
Like soft little sprinkles of God
Covering the world like a blanket,
Warming the pathways we trod.

Away from the forest cluttered with trees,
Standing alone in the dark,
I know to be still and look at the sky,
For God is shaping my heart.

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