Nick Hilton

(London)

White Snow (Christmas in April)


Not so many years ago,
We waited long and hard,
And all December,
The road were glazed with ice,
But never the field,
Covered with soft snow,
And on Christmas day,
Freezing as it was,
The ground still brown and green,
And no white Christmas,
And so Christmas passed,
And the year went on,
Until one freezing april morning,
The April showers,
Turned to sleet,
Which turned to snow,
And Christmas a long white,
Christmas,
Happened in April.

Submitted: Monday, December 19, 2005

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  • Charles Chaim Wax (12/19/2005 9:41:00 AM)

    a great poem
    so well expressed
    language clear and precise
    describing the miracle
    the pure grace
    of time
    turned about
    at last
    and a happy ending
    to desire
    finally
    with snow creating joy and goodwill
    even in April (Report) Reply

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