Snow Falling, Swirling
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Human-Written
Written, October 16, 2024
For the International Contests, Rhymes in Nine 2
Sponsor, Joseph May, Judged 10/27/2024
Second Place

(My inspiration is number 3, the Snowman winter scene.)
I love snow falling, watching it blow and swirl in drifts,
like a dance- snowflakes prance and twirl all night;
I walk, a nighthawk as the flakes unfurl their fragile gifts.
And at dawn, I yawn and crawl to my bed for some sleep,
I dream ... of white agleam in my head under a light;
of a man, a snowman and a red bird- with a song to peep.
The morn brings beauty to adorn each tree and house with trills,
a painting, sustaining from a corner coffeehouse scented right;
slush, in the morning rush, a reality douse of slippery hills.
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2024
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