Waiting For The Snow, by Ann Christine Tabaka at Spillwords.com

Waiting For The Snow

Waiting For The Snow

written by: Ann Christine Tabaka

 

Foreboding sky
Dark and gray
Still and calm
Is the day

You can feel it
In your bones
Winter is coming
The old world groans

You can smell it
In the air
Soon to cover
Trees so bare

Dry air charged
Static electricity
Sparks and giggles
Bring such felicity

Birds gather
Then take flight
Visions of which
Make senses excite

The first snowflake
Drifts to earth
Bringing with it
Peals of mirth

A white Christmas
Soon to be
Snow on ground
And every tree

Latest posts by Ann Christine Tabaka (see all)