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Pink Snow


Whoever said that snow was white

For certain didn’t get it right.

I know in shade it has some blues

And purples adding pretty hues,

It’s sad when snow shows bleeding red,Β 

A little bird may soon be dead,

If dusty specks turn snowflakes black,

Just turn, you’ll find a chimney stack,

Sometimes a doggie has to go,

So never eat the yellow snow,

But early sunrise glowing pink

Makes snow the prettiest, I think.


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Author: wordsfromanneli

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37 thoughts on “Pink Snow

  1. I like your poem, Anneli. 😍❀️

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  2. Dear Anneli,
    snow even more so ice can have the schine of all prismatic colours, you are absolutely right.
    We like your poem. We had to smile reading it.
    All the best
    The Fab Four of Cley
    πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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  3. I love your poem and the pink snow on the hills


  4. Isn’t that gorgeous. I might have to put that into a story.

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  5. Very lovely, Anneli. ❀

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  6. This year especially, the snow has presented me with a rainbow of hues. πŸ™‚

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  7. Oh yes, snow and ice can have all the colours of the rainbow. Your photo is spectacular and your poem lovely.

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  8. Great poem, gorgeous views!

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  9. Beauty – both the poem and the photo.

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  10. The glowing peaks of the mountains are breathtakingly beautiful.
    Anneli, I love this wonderful photo and also your lovely and sensitive poem.
    I wish you all the best….
    Rosie from Germany 🌷🌷

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  11. Thank you so much, Rosie. Have a great weekend.


  12. Hah, that poem is really fun! And the photo . . . .

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  13. Beautiful poem! ❀️

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  14. Learned about yellow snow as a youngster in Maine. In the good old days, we used to make Maple Sugar Ice with snow and Maple Syrup. We got permission to “tap” the Maple trees across the road from our house, we didn’t know how rich we were. Now we pay “munches of bunny” to have it shipped to us.

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