Snow Day

it's the act that counts

Snow Day

Graceful kiss of white – blanketing all our lives

Gentling covering all in sight – a peaceful silent whisper…

Filled with red rage that grows with every touch

An icy, salty nightmare that grows darker with watch

Snowmen fill memories, sleds and smiles and friends

The present is anguish from all that it can cause.

But, let’s pause for a moment and see it for what it is

A simple silent reminder of beauty in our lives.