Thursday, March 7, 2024

Poem 27: This Graceful Season

 

This Graceful Season

It's all right,
the ground is all white, once more...
it's finally snowing,
just what I've been waiting for...

Oh just a little bit
not too much of it
just enough, to keep it all white

these words send applause
I love it because:

everything's right...
everything's white, clean and pure.


Such fun and beautiful fluff
could be significant stuff
I enjoy it more every year

when it covers the ground
without making a sound
I feel such peace in the air

with time it starts to get brown
but then more will come down
covering it over again

then I will applause
I love it because:

when everything's white...
everything's right, clean and pure




Dec 9, 2005 - Cheryl Tower
 
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