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First Snow
The first snow of the season looks like a Christmas card, stacked up on the tree limbs and blanketing the yard.
Everywhere I look it's white, all clean, pristine and pure. No footsteps mar the beauty all is peaceful and demure.
I love to walk in the newness before other prints are there, enjoying the simple pleasures taking in the cool, clean air.
So, let me thank You, Jesus for the first snowfall You sent. Each one that comes is awesome but the first's magnificent!
by Terry Ann Braaten
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The music you are listening to is entitled "Autumn" and is provided for your listening pleasure.
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