For children and snow and Li Shan Chong and Lily Janes everywhere, from a magical poet. #amazon link to Wild Milk https://amzn.to/3ukJKPj from "Spells" / by Sabrina Orah Mark This is what I remember most about my sons: they were always thirsty, and they were wildest at dusk, and they were always kind. Their eyes were soft and white like snowy windowsills. {important information for you for the #amazonlink: as an Amazon affiliate, I earn from qualifying purchases}
Snow
DPF / Greger
Brothers and sisters. And, snow.
from Wind Wrapped in Snow / by Debora Greger
Snowflake, you’re out
with no coat. Listen. Stand still.
No one is calling
across a world half-buried in snow,
Come back, you hear me,
Come back this instant, you forgot —