snowfall like stars twinkling and sparkling snowflakes like magic weaving freely through the air pure white like the moon so soft like a blanket so gentle like the whisper of a lullaby in a child’s ear snowfall like crystal so precious and delicate snowflakes like tears falling and drifting through empty space
An interview with Ms. Francoeur By Brady Winkler I’ve known “Ingride with an E” (as I called her at age 3) since I was in preschool. Ms. Francoeur was a teacher at The Children’s Way for many years before coming to Wayland Middle School. I would also see her as she was a counselor at […]
