Farewell To Snow Poem by Zach McClure

Today, glimpsed I, a curious sight
A mound of snow, no longer white.
It basked alone, upon brown grass
It seemed to say, This too shall pass

When greener days shall come to be
When Spring soon covers every tree
With robins nests and leaves of green
This mound of snow shall cease to be.

And so, in passing by, paid my respects
To winter and to all of its effects
And bid spring-time my warmest welcome.

For as long as this old earth shall spin,
God has ordained each winter's end,
Yea, God has ordained each spring begin.

(I wrote this poem on March 29,2007 at 1: 20 am after seeing a dirty mound of snow in a park, in my hometown of Norwood, NY after a thaw. There is a place in the Bible, in Genesis, after the Great Flood, where God promises the seasons will remain. To all of you snow-birds, take heart! Spring will come!)