A Christmas Snow
I went walking in the silent and stillness of winter,
It had snowed softly on this Christmas night;
Homes glowed from deep within and sparkled bright,
A lonely snowflake kisses my cheek like a feather.
Wandering deserted town streets a solitary walker,
Park benches buried in the pure white snow;
Quietly an icy and frosty stream still ripples and flows,
And the shops are luminous in the town center.
At the church stained glass panes are welcoming,
The pristine snow lay on the steps in tranquility;
I bow my head in prayer recalling memories of family,
Whispering snowflakes fall on my hair blowing.
Faint a sound from something left near the church,
I approach the snow draped box, unsure;
And a mewing, mewing within the wet enclosure,
Then a small forlorn white kitten lurched.
I cuddled the kitten in my arms brushing off the snow,
A lonely girl and a lost kitten together this night;
While the snow is falling and falling in sheets of white,
And I call this kitten found * Christmas Snow *.
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December 6, 2014
Poetry/Enclosed Rhyme/A Christmas Snow
Copyright Protected, ID 12-624-126-06
All Rights Reserved, 2014, Constance La France
For the contest, Christmas Snow,
Sponsor, Gail Angel Doyle, Judged 12/2014
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2014
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