Joy to The Girl, a poem by Heidi MacCulloch at Spillwords.com
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Joy to The Girl

Joy to The Girl

written by: Heidi MacCulloch

 

Waking up
I’m 10 years old
Sleepiness still consuming me
My hair in a nest
Looking to my window
My eyes fill with tears of surprise
“SNOW!”
Throwing my covers to the floor
I jump up
Running for my closet door
Mittens! Socks! Hat! Sweater!
In a flash
I’m out the door
No school today
I’m alive!
Boots barely on
Tripping over my joy
To feel the first “fall”
Crunching sounds
Of the powder play
Sweaty on the inside
Freezing on the outside
Two small hands
Creating a ball
Drop and roll
Expanding and heavier as I go
Bottom of snowman complete
Rest of his body
Is falling from the sky
Running in the house
Leaving mini puddles in my wake
Produce drawer, produces his nose
Exhausted I lay
In the bed of snow
Angel wings out
I slowly create
Icy snow nips my ears
A shock to my neck
Today is perfect
Eyes on the sky
The World appears to be caving in
Yet I’ve found my lane
Flakes parting ways
As I cruise to space
One warm tongue awaits
The tickle of a single snowflake
Peace surrounds me
Just the snow and I
Someday it will melt
Along with my heart
Tomorrow is Christmas
My favorite day
Not because of presents
Ok….a little because of presents
Most of all
It’s a day that I feel safe
Feel like my family is one
A day of freedom from worry
Freedom from my mind
In that constant flurry
Laying in this peace
In this nature’s gift
I’m all I need
Merry Christmas Eve

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