the sun was glaring
off of the fresh fallen snow
the blanket of white
covered everything
no footprints, no tire tracks
just pristine winter
untouched by humanity
glistening like crystals
on an open canvas
ready to be painted with life
the sun was glaring
off of the fresh fallen snow
the blanket of white
covered everything
no footprints, no tire tracks
just pristine winter
untouched by humanity
glistening like crystals
on an open canvas
ready to be painted with life
