Quiet do the leaves fall
Soft comes the snow
Breathless does the grey come
And hide away the sun
And though the winter’s quiet
Is deafening
It is not nearly so much
As the resounding orchestra
Of spring
Quiet do the leaves fall
Soft comes the snow
Breathless does the grey come
And hide away the sun
And though the winter’s quiet
Is deafening
It is not nearly so much
As the resounding orchestra
Of spring
A Poem A Day 
Beautiful!
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