<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Snow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Early in the morning, I stood at at my window<br>In my flat in a Chicago suburb, <br>And was delighted to see the snow<br>Gracefully descending on earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fascinated I looked on, <br>As a carpet of powder white<br>Noiselessly spread on the ground.<br>Trees with outstretched arms, a pretty sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The memories of Christmas back home<br>Flashed across my mind, <br>How we went of to sleep in the hope, <br>That Santa Claus would come at night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I snapped out of my reverie, <br>And pulled out my muffler and coat.<br>Excited like a child, in a hurry<br>Put on my gloves and boots.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I rushed out<br>Of the warmth of my room, <br>To feel the snow in my hair<br>Chill crept down to my bones.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I made a Snow man<br>And aimed snowballs at no one.<br>For sometime I think then<br>I felt I was not alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In an alien land, <br>Thousands of miles away from home, <br>I didn’t feel sad, <br>It was cold but I felt warm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The view was straight out of a picture book.<br>My boots had sunk into the snow.<br>I couldn’t take my eyes off and just looked, <br>And marvelled at nature’s show.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451683" data-title="Snow de Mamta Agarwal" data-description="Early in the morning, I stood at at my window In my flat in a Chicago suburb, And was delighted to see the snow Gracefully descending on earth. Fascinated I looked on, As a carpet of powder white Noiselessly spread on the ground. Trees with out..."></div> </div> </div>

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