Snow Poem by Shannon Hughes
Snow
Beautifully painted
Drips of white snow
Crawl down the sides
Of my Mountain
The first snows of the
Season
Beautiful, unimaginable
Looking through that
Classroom window
I remember how excited I was
Each year when snow
Was first spotted and
Today, the last day of
November
I celebrate
And everybody looks at
Me like I’m a crazy
Obsessed oddball
And I don’t care
My Mountain and I
Cheer and jump and suck back tears
Because beautiful snow on
My Mountain is always a cause
For a celebration
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4/24/2024 5:31:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Absolutely beautiful! I agree with you, it's a good thing to maintain a childhood delight in the very first snow. Your words are well chosen and lovely to read.