Treasure Island

bob barci

(May 21,1954 / New York)

White Thoughts


Snow on the ground
covers the town in a blanket of white.
Snowmen will be built
by kids, whose parents
will shovel the sidewalks.
Igloos will be built
by those with the know-how.
I, for one, rush out with my camera,
snapping away between snowballs.
Steep hills will be covered with sled riders
and those attempting to ski.
I've got my movie camera
and thermos of hot chocolate.
I catch on film winter memories.
Ice skaters pass my lens
unaware that I've captured on film, that strange look.
Long after the snow has melted away
I'll have my winter memories on film.

Submitted: Monday, November 24, 2008

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