Falling Snow Poem by Amy Lowell

Falling Snow

Rating: 2.8


The snow whispers around me
And my wooden clogs
Leave holes behind me in the snow.
But no one will pass this way
Seeking my footsteps,
And when the temple bell rings again
They will be covered and gone.

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Amy Lowell

Amy Lowell

Boston, Massachusetts
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