The Snow Bird Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

I am surprised to see
A cardinal fly over head then rest on the snow covered branches,
where in spring the crepe myrtle bloomed.
Everything is covered with snow from the
night before.
The ground is frozen beneath the powered
snow, as the weather man called it.

Stay in they warned on the radio and TV,
Snow, so beautiful yet in places, so unfriendly.
Schools are closed and I can hear the voices
where children build snow people and glide
on sleds, voices ringing. Businesses are closed.
Another pile up the forecaster announces.
He says again, in a positive manner, stay in,
unless you have to go out.

Snow,
has painted everything in white laced ice.
We await the thaw.
Somewhere, people are crying...this snow brought
devastation to many!
We offer prayers and know we are blessed to be
in here warm and well fed.
Peace be with you all!

Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing