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Aufie Zophy

(18 October 1964)

X..... Snow


On my way home at night in the car,
I have to travel still a distance, quite far
Thick flakes in the sky causing some fear
praying for safety for me and my family, dear.

But somehow along the slow ride,
A big joy props up from inside
The peace of the dancing flakes in the night
A feast for the eye, impeccably white.

Some wonderfully sculpted flakes hit the screen of my car
looking like diamonds, the shape of a star
The heat in my car makes them melt all too fast
How I wish, a little longer they’d last

With my eyes kept safely on the road,
I cannot keep out of mind the lovely thought
of waking after the night in the midst of an exquisite sight
with branches of trees in a tight dress of bright white.


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Submitted: Saturday, March 26, 2011
Edited: Saturday, April 27, 2013

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  • Patti Masterman (7/20/2011 10:02:00 AM)

    The last lines are so lovely. I admit I have been pining for snow in the enormous heat this year. They are calling it a 'heat dome' alas. I would like to get outside of the dome but I guess that is unlikely at best. (Report) Reply

  • Shadow Girl (7/4/2011 10:24:00 AM)

    Beautiful - warms my heart! Brings back memories - i haven't seen the snow in 20 years...not much of it here is Australia - SG (Report) Reply

  • Malaya Roses (3/26/2011 4:07:00 AM)

    Winter and the feeling about it was written in a smooth way and i like it. Your poem made me cry for winter...lovely white & heavenly snow! !
    Excellent. (Report) Reply

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