Hans Ostrom

Silver Star - 3,168 Points (1954 / California)

Mistakes - Poem by Hans Ostrom

If each mistake I’ve ever made in this,
My life, were to become a snowflake, drifts
Would rise above the eaves. I’d open wide
The door and look into a blue-tinged bank
Of snow. I’d close the door and say, “I should
Have left last week when I first heard the news
A storm was coming in.' I’d light a fire.
The room would fill with smoke, however, for
I’m sure I would have left the damper closed.

Comments about Mistakes by Hans Ostrom

  • (11/4/2007 11:53:00 PM)

    Make no mistake. Another great poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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