Anatomy of a Snow Day
Smoke trickles from red brick stack
Children make ready for slumber
Through the frosty panes of boudoir glass
Eyes amaze at the wonder before
Amber radiant glow of street lamp
Broken by fall of crystalline confetti
Obscuring rays and speckling ground white beneath
Sleep won’t come soon
As preparations cease and excitement mounts
Six unblinking eyes, mesmerized
Three smiles grow wider in anticipation
Darkness’ shroud powerless to suppress
The ever thickening blanket of pureness
The sky, once grey with cloud gives way
To hues of pink in silent tribute to a seasons’ finest hour
Adolescent lids grow heavy
In tune with the boughs of fir they watch
Sleep comes unwillingly; but with it
Dreams of silver blades and alabaster characters
Orange of nose, black of eyes with imperfect grins
Trident tracks dot the snowy surface
Evidence of the morning’s vain forage
The songbirds’ voice echoes in accompaniment
To the celestial dance bringing dawn to the world.
“Academia on ice for the day”
A radio resonates the children’s wishes
Followed closely by a fervent scramble
for wellies, scarves and long since lost mittens
Runners scrape trenches down every hill and berm
The screams of white warfare, giggles from fresh angels
Jubilant reminders of unplanned vacation.
The Aroma of hot chocolate gently simmering on stoves
Is too much temptation for little cold nose
Jackets and gloves are shed in wet heaps
In favor of mugs for their hands, and a fire for their seats
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