Is anything more beautiful than a dead tree covered in snow?
you mean like when,the winters sunlight catches the snowflake & it glistens like a diamond in the abscence of light,& the robin playfully skipping along the branch allowing the snow to gently fall to the ground like shooting stars in the night sky,where the wind gently whispers amid the withering skeleton of which once was a magnificent array of colours where upon, one sight could warm up the coldest of hearts with the sense of a new life & a past life melting into one.
