Wedding Cake Mountains

                        Pink Frosted Mountains......good enough to serve at a wedding......

""Fromone white cloud that hurries beneath the stars, whishpering over the black, unfrozen  pool.
Silently falling on withered leaves, eddying slowly among bare boughs of trees.
The music you are to me is as ghostly as these...........
Softyly falling, softly passing,
Wandering softly on dreamless air." 
               ( from "White Nocturne" by Conrad Aiken)

"Oh may be pure as the beautiful snow, and on life's page make sure, mark for truth, deep and low." ( from "The Snow" by Watie W. Swanzy)