WHEN I THINK OF SNOW
When I think of snow…
I’m reminded of purity;
Like the precious blood of God’s Son,
That completely cleanses from sin.
When I think of snow…
I’m reminded of my childhood;
Like the times when mom made snow cream,
And stings from snowballs on my chin.
When I think of snow…
I’m reminded of your pure love;
How it blankets me completely,
Filling me with warm love within.
Written by Loyd Taylor, January 20, 2009
