Winter's Blanket

All night long the snow was falling
Day revealed a blanket white
Snow still floated from the heavens
Making such a pretty sight

Trees are weighed with heavy burdens
Fences topped with pointed hats
In the yard a complex pattern
Where the snow went through the slats

Quail are hopping by the window
Making little trails of tracks
Deer are stripping down the bushes
Shaking snowflakes off their backs

Though the day is white and cloudy
Still the snowflakes seem to speak
Saying, "Look at winter's blanket
It is perfect and unique."

I can't wait to make some snowballs
See the snowflakes flying by
And to feel the snowflakes stinging 
As I look into the sky

So I'll make myself a fire
And I'll heat myself some tea
Then I'll build a giant snowman
For the neighbor folks to see

When I get all wet and snowy
And my fingers get too cold
Then I'll make the biggest cookies
That my stove could ever hold
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Brown Avatar
December 4, 2012 at 12:30 PM
Congratulations on your win in Gail Angel's "Winter's Blanket" contest Isaiah. Love, Carol
Tams The Golden Girl Avatar
November 30, 2012 at 1:43 AM
Congratulations on your winning place Isaiah xx
A   Avatar
November 29, 2012 at 8:52 PM
Isaiah, congratulations with your "winter's blanket" poem. A very Good and comforting image in Gail's contest. Goodnight~ always~ PD
Gildersleeve Avatar
November 29, 2012 at 6:00 PM
Congrats on you win. Connie
Johnson Avatar
November 29, 2012 at 5:58 PM
This is truly first class in my estimation, Isaiah. Congratulations on your perfect rhyme and meter. Love, joyce
Harrell Avatar
November 8, 2012 at 4:38 PM
That sounds like fun. An enjoyable thing to do. With the fire now you can smell the smoke and hear the crackling woods popped. Perfect evening :) Great write, Isaiah. Enjoyed. Love ya, Toquyen
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