Pure White Poem by Terry Finch
Pure White
There was a place
so long ago
where Nature cried
in morning's glow.
No one knows
why tears were shed,
for love and joy
a Shaman said.
Her cries were heard
from up above,
what filled the sky
were tears of love.
When she was done
night was falling,
she dried her eyes,
God was calling.
Earth was quiet
and all would know,
her frozen tears
were pure white snow.
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4/23/2024 3:29:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
So touching, it reached in and gripped my heart. A 10 and a fav for the list for sure. Thank you.