Snowstorm




Snowflakes are brashly falling
A new season has come calling,
A wonderland of snowy white
Fills this mystical winter night.

From mountains crest to glen below
The season is putting on a show,
Evergreens appear as Christmas trees
Frosted by flakes on an eve's spree.

Boughs slowly bend from a load that grows
Their tips drawing angel wings in the snow,
The chilled North winds whip to and fro
Painting a white pattern as they blow.

Blustery gusts of frigid winter winds
Swirl the snowflakes into wild spins,
Twirling them up they gleefully dance
Then take their place on a tree branch.

The snowstorm presents its unruly display
Throughout the night into the day,
Leaving a snow quilt over the land,
A picturesque landscape ever so grand.

The snow-laden forest stands silently still,
The wind ceases throughout the hills,
A hush settles over the snow-white glen
Giving ease to folks living within.

A fireplace crackles and snaps
Ma and Pa are snugly wrapped,
Their rocking chairs before the fires glow,
They're comfy and warm from head to toe.


©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 10-16-04

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