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Pure White Cream, On Mother Nature's Welcoming Ground

Cream of winter's desserts, wide blankets- fallen snows,
balms for child sadness, beauty in splendor that shows.

Where resides better memories of Christmas past,
greater fun frolicking in the milk laden cold;
than that of heaven's ship dropping its white-cast mast
venturing forth, so happy, courageous and bold!

On rural farm that winter had once made so bleak
we kids now found Mother Nature had thus blessed
for our school was out for two long, glorious weeks
this was paradise, a truth we never confessed!

Cream of winter's desserts, wide blankets- fallen snows,
balms for child sadness, beauty in splendor that shows.

Precious blessed days, snowball fights and warm fires
sliding down snow covered hills on crude homemade sleds
although freezing cold of such thrills one never tires
not even with ears freezing off uncovered heads!

Cream of winter's desserts, wide blankets- fallen snows,
balms for child sadness, beauty in splendor that shows.

Later when tired, somebody yells, now Snowman time,
with teamwork we built Mr. Frosty with abandon
spending our energy, nary a single dime
we built white-castles in our new winter kingdom!

Cream of winter's desserts, wide blankets- fallen snows,
balms for child sadness, beauty in splendor that shows.

Our sisters crying, it is far too cold to stay
we boys would laugh loud and start snowball fights again
such was bravado, expressing our manly way
choosing snow castles, thus our bravery sustain!

Cream of winter's desserts, wide blankets- fallen snows,
balms for child sadness, beauty in splendor that shows.

Yet winter had gifted and now began to speak
with its gusty winds and its new blanket cast flakes
our fingers grew numb while rosy red grew our cheeks
we would decide, a great time for a fireside break!

Cream of winter's desserts, wide blankets- fallen snows,
balms for child sadness, beauty in splendor that shows.

Robert J. Lindley, 12-19-2018
Rhyme, (Christmas, Winter Snows, Childhood Memories)

Note. Ok my dear friend, I got your email last night requesting 
that I write something other than dark poetry and make it about this time of year. I was far too tired to reply but resolved to honor that request in the coming morn.
With my first cup of coffee I started this poem this morn and now as my third cup empties I close it.
With it,  you get the positive, the inspiring, the sweet memories of a child's
Christmas school break (Nirvana), beautiful snow, happy times and not a dark shadow, evil beast, raven or wicked fiend roaming about anywhere!
Should you think it not enough I can and will write another one. For today, my muse  and my mojo are both in tune and my poetic heart seeks to empty its overflowing pen.
As Light and positive thinking rules, at least for today.. 
Thank you for the email and the request, as it stirred me to act..
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