Silver Silence

Ruth B. Field

So silently the crystal snowflakes fell
While all the winter birds forgot to sing.
And hushed was every listening tower bell;
Deep silence hovered like a silvery wing.
In wonder, each tree stood so very still;
The murmuring brook song faded quite away.

While velvet piled high on each windowsill
And falling white stars blurred the winter day,
Deep silence fell upon the countryside.
Small, muffled sounds came at last, when lo!
A star bloomed o'er the hill at eventide.
It seemed that angels sang across the snow.

Christmas Snow

Jean Gier

A softly falling Christmas snow
Adorns the darkened woods below;
The regal pines that crown the hill
Conceal a stately stag and doe.

A rabbit flees the midnight chill
And scampers home beyond the rill
Through crystal vines, a nimble flight
To reach its burrow, warm and still.

A single star of silver light
Is twinkling from a distant height
Till woods, imbued with wintry white,
Sleep bejeweled on Christmas night.