On a warm winter day,
snowflakes drift and fall from the sky.
A blanket of soft pure white snow covered the ground.
Giggling and laughter fills the air.
I laid on my back moving my arms and legs, as if I was taken off to fly.
Dressed in soft, pure white snow, like a petal that fallen from a rose that had blossom in the spring.
A Snow Angel!

Frozen in time, I glared and found myself amazed.
Listen to the footsteps that echo across the snow.
For brief moment I heard the heart beat, like a whisper in the air.
The words from my lips saying,
A Snow Angel I made!

When the day turns to darkness.
It is the moonlight that gives the snow all the beauty within.
The glitter and sparkle that shines.
Like the stars in the night sky.

When the long days of winter past to the days of spring.
I find myself thinking of that warm winter day.
When the snowflakes drift and fell from the sky.
The blanket of white that covered the ground.
The giggles and laughter that filled the air.

How I laid on the ground moving my arms and legs,
as if I was going to fly.
To the footsteps that echo across the snow.
How I heard the heart beat.
How I stood frozen in time,
looking at the Snow Angel I had made.