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Occasional Snow

Listening fitfully to the radio
for that final announcement...
School canceled tomorrow!
Bedtime? We actually have to SLEEP?

Where am I? Is that light coming from...
No! Don't look out the window!
Then where, when, how?
Oh me oh my, the door, the front door...

Some has swept up onto the porch
And the steps, the steps!...
Breathe a deep icy breath first
Go ahead now, look on out and note
how everything is smothered,
kind of muffled and quieted
by the blanket that covers all,
covers all but the perfect silence

Dainty, delicate bird tracks
(How DARE they get here first?)
Pesky sprinkles of sleet
tease and tickle my nose...

Like a magical wide-awake dream,
familiar yet so unfamiliar...
A brand-spanking new kingdom of white
custom recreated just for me

Such a rash and impetuous child!
Will you again tromp out and ruin
Mother Nature's picture of perfection
and forever scar this eternal moment?

Oh yes, I believe you will
Hurry! Get dressed! Now GO...


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  1. Date: 8/19/2014 6:17:00 PM

    Ahh Tim my darlin' I adore the beauty of the first snow as it falls! I love how it blankets the world outside so peacefully as I look on from my window like looking through a giant snow globe as the downy flakes fall gracefully glistening to he ground. beautiful isn't it hon'?
  1. Date: 8/19/2014 12:09:00 PM

    Oh Tim...this reminds me of my childhood in Tehran...We lived at the foot of the Elbruz mountain range. It would snow deep enough for my brothers to jump off the roof into the snow. I was a scardy cat. Oh...the beauty of that first snow...The hushed silence...the cold...and powdery beauty of it all. Thank you for this trip back to my childhood. You wrote with magic for you! ;)