( Image found at blog World of Snark craft)
Blanket of love
Flake by flake its falling,
seeking a place to land,
it seems so small and delicate
and melts instantly in my hand.
By the thousands they are falling,
making their way to earth.
They shimmer as I shiver
and watch them silently cover the dirt.
Thinking for a moment in my quiet reverie,
if each flake represented G-d's love -
but looked at the drifts saying,
"Surely that's not all for me."
G-d's love for us is like infinity,
just like these piles of snow.
This morning I became more aware of it
and now feel I've got G-d's story to tell.
I know that snowflakes are snowflakes,
and G-d's love is G-d's love.
But I spied a big fat snowflake,
open my mouth and ate it.
Thank you God for this snowflake, thank you God for you love.