Snowfall
I hear the crunch and see the footprint
On the virgin snow beneath my feet
I don’t want to mar its beauty
But this urge I must complete
To be the first to have trodden
On this vast expanse of virgin snow
Many more will follow shortly
But I was here the first , I know
How much joy and satisfaction
Do we reap from this simple treat
To be the first to make a footprint
On the virgin snow beneath our feet
Then you think I wish I hadn’t
Spoiled that great expanse of white
Please don’t worry about your mishap
There’s more snow coming in tonight
Copyright © Robert Andrew Lyle | Year Posted 2021
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