I am in no hurry To see that first flurry. Want to be warm and dry When the first snowflakes fly. Winter's too cold And I'm not that old That I don't remember The chill of December. Kids throwing snowballs Against these four walls. "Gram! Come out and play! It's going to snow hard all day!" I'll sit by the heat Take the chill off my feet. Watching as the snow Covers the window. All covered in white, A beautiful sight. Pine trees leave stripes of green, And flowers are sleeping unseen. A white, feathery curtain Covers all to be certain, Of putting the earth to sleep. The promise of Spring to keep ~ © Swampetta (Swampetta@aol.com) ~ November 9, 2003 If you enjoyed this page, check these out: Red Velvet Sledding A Christmas Carol Love Brings Feelings When Santa Was A Boy Snowballing And.......for many others, click the link for HOME. Home: Writers' Corner Index