Virgin Snow Poem by Jim O'Donnell

Looking out at the vastness of white
Snow had fallen throughout the night
Footprints in the virgin snow
From whom they come I do not know

Winter it has come at last
Can’t even see one blade of grass
Ice it forms on the lake
But not thick enough to take ones weight

Soon the kids will be here
Sledges out and snow ball spheres
Making angels in the virgin snow
And having fun wherever they go

The day goes and darkness comes
Kids gone home to there mums
The snow falls throughout the night
Erasing all that days snow fights

A clean sheet in the morning light
Ready for that days snow fight

Chellaston 13 01 2010