Blue Snow Poem by Victoria Gauci

Held prisoner by the winter air,
Of words on paper I will share,
Too cold to open up the door,
I covet heat for ever more,

Winter so bold to creep upon,
Us who dwell with heaters on,
Seeking blankets to warm our feet,
Outside her winds my trees she beats,

Howling gusts that make us wonder,
The amazing force she puts us under,
Trapping souls inside the house,
To hide away as a frightened mouse,

But one thing that I do not mind,
Is in the evening when I find,
The color of snow changes hue,
And becomes a soft and twilight blue.