Feathers falling like candy floss
On to the frozen ground
Where many people have been before
Seeing children skating along the river
Memories of times gone by
In the crisp cool air a lone robin sings
Hearing their laughter as they chase
each other in the snow
Creating beautiful snow angels.
As the seasons change from winter comes spring
Where the snow melts away
Flowers come into bloom
From miniature mountain flowers
To the brightness of tulips
In the parks and daffodils that line
the country lanes.
By Carole Farish
Sometimes I like to write. 
This one is so beautiful.
Thank you. Your Norway adventures look like so much fun. I’ve visited Norway twice and I love it there.