End of Snow Fall
White icicles,
giggled,
sun was sad,
and feeling very bad,
clouds were happy and gay,
spreading their canopy,
from bay to bay,
people were stricken white,
playing with the snow
with unhidden full delight,
the hill was delirious and ecstatic both,
as it had got a brand new white cloth,
kids bundled up snow,
as they ran on each other's tow,
they let the free throw,
as far as it would go,
and got up from the fall,
as they faced the next snow ball,
the old felt numb,
but were happy,
that cold made their diseases very dumb,
slowly sun emerged out of blue mood,
it raised its face,
out of that mighty hood,
that ended the general ball,
snow lifted ending the snow fall.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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