Winterval For M 'Lady Ernestine. Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

The whirling swirling flakes of snow.
Fall silently but ceaselessly.
Creating havoc here below.

Mother Nature intends to show
The human race that they can see
The whirling swirling flakes of snow.

Wherever they may choose to go.
She demonstrates this ruthlessly
Creating havoc here below.

What traffic moves is crawling slow.
As drivers find it hard to see.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow

Reflect their headlights pallid glow.
Reducing visibility
Creating havoc here below.

Assisted by the winds that blow
at intervals quite randomly.
The whirling swirling flakes of snow
creating havoc here below.

Tuesday,30 November 2010
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