Snow Day
In the calm of white,
I find sweet serenity
As the winter rain
Beats my frozen brow,
Like Joan Crawford and a dozen wire hangers.
Natures's confetti,
I dance in the shower
As I drop all my insecurities
That plague this sweatered heart,
Now free to find my hidden inner child.
Frosted ice cakes,
Cocca wishes,
An ivory parade of December dreams.
Mountain of joy,
Cabin of smiles,
This time of year I truly come alive.
Snow angels,
I pray to the heavens
I never lose this smile
Mothed in the attic
Of corporate obligations
And nine to five demands.
Winter Jacket Paradise,
Racing down the hill
Like a herd of artic gazelles
Frollicing in the wonder
Of mitten kisses
And snowman hugs.
Snowflake dishes,
Yuletide pancakes,
These were days my heart would soar.
Melted heartaches,
Frozen memories,
Why cant everyday be a Snow Day?
Copyright © Mike Hufford | Year Posted 2015
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