Precious in His Sight Drifting, following, gently landing, On the coat of one girl standing, On a winter moonlit night, Snowflakes dancing in the light. Watching closely as they lay, She stood in awe of what God made. Each a masterpiece so small, Yet the Lord sees each one fall. Delicate and from with love, A gift to us from God above. He takes the time to make each one, For His pleasure, for our fun. If He should care enough to make Each and every little flake, Then how precious in His sight Is one girl standing in the light Poem from a card attached to a Bob Siemon snowflake cookie cutter Touch an ornament on the tree to go back to the index page. Contents & Graphics Copyright ? Susan's Garden of Friendship/2001 and the graphic artist listed. Our work is not Public Domain, and should NOT be taken from this site. Thank you.