'Dress Of Snow' Poem by Michael Micmac Mccrory

'Dress Of Snow'



“Dress of snow”


In a snow covered coffin
Her remains were laid to rest
Her god created a snow blanket
For one of his best

She lived a life so pure
Always thinking of others
Now a carpet of snow lay
For the mother of mothers

Not walking on a carpet of red
Her carpet was just right for her
A carpet of pure driven snow
Just as pure as her



MICMAC

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