Snow Blanket
I look out my window
and what do I see?
A blanket of snow
where fields used to be.
This blanket of white
that covers the ground
and glistens at night
is not made of down.
Flakes of snow fall down
from the winter clouds
to form this velvet gown
that lies upon the ground.
You can’t snuggle in it
like a quilt on your bed,
but you can jump in it,
or ride it on a sled.
A graceful brown doe
and a fluffy gray hare
tromp through the snow
leaving many tracks there.
The prints that now show
make a lovely design
in the quilt made of snow,
so fluffy and fine.
You can make a snow angel.
You can make a snowman.
Or you can hold a ball
of snow in your hand.
The stars that shine at night
glisten on the bright snow.
The moon gives off its light
and the blanket seems to glow.
As the sun shines in the sky
and the days grow warm and long,
I have to say good-bye.
The snow blanket now is gone.
Night Garden
Copyright © Bonnie Potter | Year Posted 2007
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