SNOW DAY COLLAGE I

 "A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky. Unbidden. And seems like a thing of wonder." -Susan Orlean (1955-) (Journalist)

 WINTER SONG by Wilfred Owen (1893-1918) Died  on the battlefield at Sambre-Oise Canal

 The browns, the olives, the yellows died

 And were swept up to heaven; where they glowed

 Each dawn and set of sun till Christmastide.

 And when the land lay pale for them, pale-snowed,

 Fell back, and down the snow-drifts, flamed and flowed.

 From off your face,into the winds of winter,

 The sun-brown and the summer-gold are blowing.

 But they shall gleam with spiritual glinter,

 When paler beauty on your brows falls snowing,

And through those snows my looks shall be soft-going.

 "The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but it seemed to salt the night with silence." -Dean Koontz (1945-) (Suspense Writer)