When it snows
at Dawn
I see the angels calling…
All the white glitter
Of Easter or special secrets
Untouched by the human eye…
Only to melt away
With promises
Of their Return
Once More.

When it snows
at Dawn
I see the angels calling…
All the white glitter
Of Easter or special secrets
Untouched by the human eye…
Only to melt away
With promises
Of their Return
Once More.