"Snow Angel"

With little rosy cheeks,
And a cold pink nose,
Sheís all dressed up
In her warm winter clothes.

As I watch her laugh and play
In the snow outside my door,
I thank my God above
For this child that I adore.

A blessing from the Father,
Complete with heavenís glow,
Iíll always cherish the memories
Of my angel in the snow.

Author: Kim Heineman
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