A love of snow

photo by Sylvia
photo by Sylvia

not for skiing
or for shoveling,
not for driving
or for boarding,
but for dreaming
and for steaming
river waters–
for crunching
beneath boots
and napping deeply
on sycamore roots–
for kissing long lashes
and drifting softly
as crystal ashes

35 thoughts on “A love of snow”

  1. Great reasons to love snow! I know I sure don’t want to drive in it or shovel it either…and I am not coordinated enough for skiing, ha!

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    1. Upon reading your comment again, I saw it in another way (perhaps the way you intended) and seeing the snowflakes dancing and playing while the snow falls is so beautiful. I pictured myself falling, which is a common occurrence, and thought that was funny. Years ago when my son was little, he told his grandmother that the leaves were dancing on the streets. I never forgot the beauty of that thought. This reminded me again of that after my second read. Thank you for that reminder.

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  2. Although I used to warmer climate by now, I do miss the snow occasionally, specially during Christmas time…
    What a beautiful poem,it puts you in a right mood straight away! 🙂

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  3. I couldn’t agree more – loved it yesterday! Still enjoying – but by March – we’ll be so over it! 🙂 Wonderful to cherish each moment. Stay warm my friend! 🙂 Your poem warmed my heart.

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  4. Howdy: Great post and thank you for the like on, Another day ar the Feeder. You posted the image on my birthday … 72! I love snow but the cold all but cripples me. (like i’m the only one, right?)

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