Where Snowflakes Sometimes Go
Where Snowflakes Sometimes Go
Down by the shiny silvery bay,
winter had returned in May
with cherry blossoms blooming red,
a snowflake fell and bumped his head.
It had never happened till this day,
what made the snowflake lose his way?
“A gust of wind while in flight,
thrust me left instead of right,
seventy with a gentle breeze
I knew I’d melt in these degrees.
I’m usually in a snowy storm
but now I’m feeling toasty warm
the sun feels wonderful
you bet,
I know Jack Frost will be upset
with me,
and yet,
oh yeah………………………………!!”
Elizabeth Labadie-Reilly
November 9/2015
Winter poem Contest (children)
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