THE GIFT OF GOD IN A SNOWFLAKE ~ (poem)
Softly they fall, white crystals,
all unique in their own design.
Briefly they flutter and drift,
elegant medley in time refined.
Picturesque, they cut through my consciousness,
stirring me, I’m finally awake.
I am transfixed by this bit of perfection,
all packed in this little snowflake.
~ L. Davis, The Poet Farmer
A Tribute to Storm Jonas at Our Farm