First Snow Poem by Randy McClave

First Snow



The first snow came and it covered my house
I was as trapped as my son's white caged mouse,
My lawn was completely covered with the heavy fallen snow
I was confined to my asylum, with a million places I needed to go.
Outside my window I could still see the snowflakes falling
One after another without hesitation or forestalling,
The snow had blanketed the earth into a canvas of white
I lost all reception, I was stranded, and the world was quiet.
The snow that had come and it absorbed all sound
As though all noises to it, could not be bound,
So, I stayed indoors and sat in a chair with a great "plod! "
I read books, and I wrote, and I even talked to God.
Someday soon I know that this first snow will melt
But, until then loneliness and solitude I alone had felt,
So, I stayed in one room while trapped in my house
The snow imprisoned me, I became my son's white mouse.

Randy L. McClave

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