For: Snow Fantasy or Christmas Nostalgia Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
December 2, 2025
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? ~Lewis Carroll The snow softly falls and I am alone again and I cannot atone for words I spoke in sullen haste or for time’s sad begotten waste, into cold winter I am thrown into a fantasy, I find my home and weave a tapestry where you are known to love me in this imagined place, while the endless snow softly falls bitterly around me as I taste the foolish dreams I longed to chase into the brutal cold are blown as they lay me underneath eternal stone~ at last my nameless fears are faced as the snow continues to softly fall.
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