I used to look at the sky
to catch a snowflake from on high
and wonder why it choose
to make its home upon my nose.
The crisp cold of the air
kept my crystal treasure sitting there
to capture the precious diamond from God
a perfect creation of his love.
Each flake likened to our people
the same as they float pass the steeple
but each one create to be it own by his hand
and then grouped with strength united we stand.
To reflect in the mountains so serene
on the greatness of the master’s scene
a dream to come true in the mountain pass, by chance my longing fulfilled at last.
Name: Barbara Cardinal Sorge