Monday 6 January 2014

We haven't had it yet but it will come

I do love the snow when it is white and sparkling, I love the crunch under my feet, the cleanliness of it all.

A Snowy Day

Falling, silent and slowly
In soft large flakes like feathers.
Covering all around us,
Painting the world white and cold.
Pure, clean, blanket which lies down,
On trees, ground, buildings and cars.

Sparkling, like diamonds
Glittering in the suns rays.
Glowing underneath moonbeams
Creating a strange bright light.
Muffling every sound,
Chilling each breath that we take.

Children with delighted shrieks
Throwing snowballs in a fight
Building snowmen in gardens
Riding sledges down the hills
Enjoying the fun of snow
So white and crisp, while it lasts

Rain comes down, and the snow melts
Turns to slush, grey and dirty
Squelching underneath our feet.
Flowing down drains and gutters.
Soaking gardens and pavements.
Gone now till the next winter
Brings cold winds in icy blasts.



Freda  January 2012



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