Constance La France Poet Verse

As the Snow Fell

Cold was the winter night as the snow fell,
drifting and piling on the streets and paths;
where a wandering girl struggled to walk,
    weary and homeless.

She was a lost runaway of abuse,
cold was the night but colder was her fear;
she was walking to nowhere in the snow,
    she had nowhere to go.

People strolled past not seeing her,
help me, feeble the poor girl cried out;
help me please, I am so cold and hungry,
   she struggled on.

I had a life before and I had friends,
to love me and a cat I loved;
loud now the wind that blew her forward,
    as the snow fell.

When she could not walk she lay down,
from the gathering snow she called;
but her voice just drifted in the wind,
    she closed her eyes.

Worn out from walking to nowhere,
down she sank into her bed of cold snow;
there a morning jogger found her,
    God, had given her a home.

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February 4, 2019 (Edit from 7/25/18)


Poetry/Verse/As The Snow Fell
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1111-941-0
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Submitted to 2019 Marathon Mile 16 Contest
sponsor, Mark Toney

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Line Gauthier February 7, 2019 at 12:03 AM Wow, awesome poem, Constance. Congrats on your most deserving win. Constance La France February 7, 2019 at 8:56 AM Line, thanks for visiting with the awesome and the congrats, appreciate !

L. J. Carber February 6, 2019 at 4:36 PM Congrats on your win, DH-- don't know if it was inspired by an actual tragedy but it sounds similar to the woman who died of starvation in an abandoned house-- I wrote 'Some are not meant for this world' as a memorium to her. Constance La France February 7, 2019 at 8:58 AM LJ, thanks for the congrats, my poem is inspired by an event that happened in my city of a homeless girl found dead in the snow, so tragic. I will look up your poem !

Mark Toney February 6, 2019 at 3:57 PM Constance, this is very poignant. How sad for the poor girl. At least now she's safe. Congratulations on your win on Mile 16 of my 2019 Poetry Marathon Contest! Thank you so much for supporting my contests. By continuing to place in the contests you are accumulating points toward the final. ~Mark Constance La France February 7, 2019 at 9:01 AM Mark, thank you for the contest and for my fine placement. Yes this is sad and based on a true event in my city and the details that came out after her death. But it could be any city and any lost girl or boy or even adult, it happens over and over!

Carolyn Devonshire February 6, 2019 at 3:42 PM Sad and touching is the story behind your poem, Dear Heart. The final line gave me chills. Congratulations on your win! Hugs, carolyn Constance La France February 7, 2019 at 9:02 AM Carolyn, thanks for your comment and congratulations and of course, hugs ~

Gordon Mcconnell February 5, 2019 at 2:36 PM Nice penning DH, good imagery and insightful thought. I liked this one. Gordon Constance La France February 7, 2019 at 9:02 AM Gordon, thanks for the visit and the compliment!

Anne-Lise Andresen February 4, 2019 at 1:45 PM - A poem that could be related to reality, D.H. - Many are homeless and need a warm home for the winter - Sad to see this picture you've created ... in our rich world 2019 - Fortunately, a "happy ending" - Excellent written :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Constance La France February 7, 2019 at 9:04 AM Anne-Lise thanks for the excellent and hugs. This poem is based on a true event in my city that sadly happens too often in every city ~

Bobby May February 4, 2019 at 1:39 PM This one gets to me Dear Heart, well written Constance La France February 7, 2019 at 9:05 AM Bobby, thanks for the visit, it gets to me too, as it is based on a true event !