Snowfall

Hume, dear lovely enchanting Hume, 
holds much 'scope for imagination' as Anne of Green Gables would say. 
I think I may have been in Narnia, tonight. I woke up to a beautiful peaceful blanket of snow;
the earth and trees in contemplation, at God's beautiful hand.
I think I may have died today, it was too much.
the snow was fluttering perfectly down from heaven in a whimsical dance, 
so very beautifully kissing the earth.


My hands may be numb and falling off
my nose may be running
I may be sick of you in only a few weeks
but I think I love you Snow. I know I really do.