“Snow makes whiteness where it falls, and bushes look like popcorn balls, and places where I always play, look like somewhere else today.” Author _______

This poem is from the Little Golden Book “My Little Book of Poems”. I read the collection to my children at bed, many years ago, and was blessed to have many opportunities to read them to our older grands when they were young.

When I awoke to snow this morning, my strawberry bushes reminded me of the poem, and I wanted to share the joy with the world! So, here I am!