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I MARVEL By Wilford Wheeler As I gazed through my window I marveled at the scene. As I looked o'er the valley Now drab that once was green-- The clouds hung low and somber In the sk\ that once was blue. I sensed a storm was brewing. Twas then my shades I drew Outside the wind was howling With an icy wintry bite i placed more wood in the fireplace And felt 'twould snow that night Then in the warmth 1 pondered In my cozy rocking chair. As I gazed into the fireplace With fire all aglare Then in my mind I wondered- What can the answer be We ha\e so mam changes In the landscape that we see. From springtime into summer From summer into fall And then from fall to winter-Can you explain it all The sunrise in the morning. The setting of the sun. No moment's hesitation- How can this all be done? I marvel at the snowflakes No two are just alike. And yet they make a snow bank As the wintry blizzards strike- 158 |
