Snowflake Laughter…

I can’t wait for snowflake laughter…. the white surprise soft kissing our eyes…. gliding on the crystalline gift of winter my son on his first sled ride….

If this measure of Joy could stand eternally… we would forever climb just to descend…. frolicking in the friendly Fallout from heaven… Slip Sliding through this snowy Glen…

I can’t wait for snowflake laughter… sled riding is where real life begins… a father and a son fall giggling…”Dada, can we go again?”…..

A Nippon mother stirs at home… tending fires…. soft calling from the front door….” please come in”… all nestled around welcoming roaring wood stove warmth…. no one believing the snowfall will ever end.

 

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