Winter Wonder

Holiday Poems


It is snowing somewhere else this year

which makes the season feel odd. Nothing

on the lawn. Nothing is expected. I heard

a rumor of snow showers for somewhere

else. Here would be nice.


The lights outside look lonely without a

blanket of white and the cold has come

but the ground is warm so melting is the

destiny of any encounter with winter.


The chill wind on the cheeks promises

a cold and dry tomorrow. Still, we are

holding out for winter. It has to snow.

It is required.








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