THE NORTH

Winter has once again returned to the north
The lakes have become a solid sheet of frozen ice
Cold bitter winds blow
Snow covers the lake in a blanket white
As thousand of twinkling stars scatter the distance sky
The northern lights dance so gracefully
Than as quick as they appeared
They disappear into the darkness of the night
Icicles hang from the cabin roofs
Painted snow flakes upon the window pane
Each one so perfect and unique in every way
The beauty of this land is
Truly a piece of art
Painted by the hand of the Master him self


Written by
Dorothy Calvert
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