Friday, January 21, 2011

White Snow, Bright Snow 21/365

White Snow Bright Snow

Softly, gently in the secret night,
Down from the North came a quiet white.
Drifting, sifting, silent flight,
Softly, gently, in the secret night.

White snow, bright snow, smooth and deep.
Light snow, bright snow, quiet as sleep.
Down, down, without a sound;
Down, down to the frozen ground.

Covering roads and hiding fences,
Sifting in cracks and filling up trenches.
Millions of snowflakes, tiny and light,
Softly, gently, in the secret night.
~ Alvin Tresselt

The "white death" as our city affectionally calls it, has been falling for about two days now... Although I am getting a bit tired of it, I prefer the romanticism in the poem above. The poem is also from one of my favorite children's books. How are you surviving the winter chill? My two have been dealing with a nasty cough/ cold as so, unfortunately, we haven't had the pleasure in playing in the snow. 
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