Notes About The Poem

I had never tried to purposely write a sonnet before Emile Pinet sponsored his recent Winter Wonderland contest. Emile was very nice to place my effort in the top ten (number 9), for which I am very appreciative. After reading, the rest of the top ten, I came to an appreciation of the sonnet form and had to see if I could do better. This is my second effort. Please read both and tell me if you see an improvement. You won't hur my feelings either way. The first poem is "Winter Wonderland" submitted 12/28/2018. 

Thnk you Emile. Happy New Year to all

A Working Winter Wonderland

A Working Winter Wonderland
By Franklin Price
1/1/2019

Was on a trip for work to Germany
The weather there to be an early snow
From Florida where snow we never see
Snow's something that I never got to know
By airline was the only way to go
Got off the plane with all my bags in tow

Was cold but not a snowflake was in sight
The sky was blue I did not see a cloud
The day was new, a long time to the night
A lot of time for snow to be allowed
I spent the whole day teaching to the crowd
No snow was on the trees, they were not bowed

As darkness fell and we went out to eat
I thought the weather forecast was for spite
When we came out, the snow was in the street
The flakes were coming down, was such a sight
I walked on virgin snow by evening light
Looked back and saw my footsteps left and right

To be on snow where no one else had stood
To walk a Winter Wonderland felt good
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January 1, 2019 at 12:32 PM
Beautiful, Franklin, Beautiful is all I can say. Congratulations on your win :)
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