awakened by the winds and the chimes that sing
chilled by the cold this night does bring
snow in mounds yet pure, untouched and white
swept by the winds in swirling flight
winter's call known and heed I it well
each snow crystal to sparkle and beauty to dwell.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Swept By The Winds, Image: ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.
