New Snow
Tis the quiet eve of a celebration of light
Snow begins to fall on into the night
Tis a light snow a quiet snow
Dense and fast
Light as angel kisses as it falls past
Whispering in the forest
Squeaking on the road
Tis a light snow a cold snow
From which tales are told,
Not the fat fluffy flakes
Of which I am familiar
Like bits of lace
Wet and peculiar
Big and lovely and prone to melt
Fading away into the earth’s muddy pelt,
Tis the small ice crystals
That gather on a frozen land
A layer of magic
You can catch in your hand,
For snow is a magic
Of winter and cold
A magic of laughter
And wishes they unfold
Sparkling as it sails down
Trees merrily to frost
Swooping into earthen contours
Til the land of yesterday is lost,
Snow is Winter’s magic dust
The cold season’s gift
And if the Winter you shall trust
The world you may shift
From that dreary land of old
You know just too well
To a new land of sparkles and joy
For a Winter spell.
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