Now, Falls the Snow
Heavy laden this mix of rain and early March snow
listing in the wind down to the un-expecting earth below.
At first, a barely visible mix, cold and chilling throws
where once peeking daffodils and tulips grow.
A tease set deep upon the earth
when spring was thought to be rebirthed
but now comes the wind, the chill, the bitter cold
blinding white scenes of stories of old.
Children will remember this
where ice and snow chiseled an icy kiss
and footholds are carefully tread
beneath the trees snapped and widely spread.
A flash of light, untethered blue
followed by thundered rumbled stew
snow thunder heralds loud and through
the fall of eight inch drifts accrued.
March surprise, entered in like a lion glidinf
storm adventures brewing undenying
wait for the warm, chill factor disappearing
spring will return with blessings more endearing.
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