A Grey Wool Blanket Hangs In The Sky Poem by Rhonda Baker

A Grey Wool Blanket Hangs In The Sky



A grey wool blanket hangs in the sky
Below it I watch as the snowflakes fly
Children filled with anticipation
A day of sledding exhilaration
Inch by inch the pile grows
When will it end? Nobody knows
In lieu of snow, I long for warm sun and grass
As I wait for this snow to pass

1/31/11

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