Snow Days of Winter Storm
The first day it snowed
I stayed in bed and
Covered my head.
The second day of snow
I peered out of my window and
On the pane drew hearts and
wrote your name, again and again
In the vapor trail as they trickled
Away like lost tears...Ahh, but
On the third day as the snow lay
Quiet and beautiful, I went ouside and
Made snow angels, so you would know
When you passed by, I still knew
How to be happy...
Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
By Cynthiaapwlts
© 2010 Cynthiaapwlts
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