The Great soft downy snow storm like a cloak
Descends to wrap the lean world head to feet;
It gives the dead another winding sheet,
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the snow always muffles the sounds of Winter and is beautiful to watch as lacy snowflakes dance on the wind..how beautiful this poem is as in your words you capture the essence and spirit of the season..
Beautiful poem. smoke like soul broken from its clay. Loved the lines.
beautifully descriptive and full of atmosphere, if a little predictable by todays standards but i do agree with veeraiyah the last line just lifts the whole piece
A beautifully written poem, I loved these lines the most for their imaginative freshness It gives the dead another winding sheet, It buries all the roofs until the smoke Seems like a soul that from its clay has broke. Even the first line seems to invite the reader in warm tucked up in bed, with the line 'The Great soft downy snow storm like a cloak' or perhaps, it is the eternal invitation to go out and explore the new winter white changes coming in an Autumn storm?