A Snowy Winters Night

You either love snow..or you hate it..personally ..I love it!

A Snowy Winters Night

How I love the falling snow..Slowly..slowly..drifting down,
A gentle transformation..like a perfect eiderdown.
Softly landing on the ground..crisp and clean and white,
A peaceful mantle over all..a truly lovely sight.

Sharp outlines seem to disappear..a pleasure to behold,
And silence spreads across the land..muffled in the cold.
Still the snow keeps falling..flake on pure white flake,
A time to wrap up nice and warm..now winter is awake.

I stand above my footprints..face turned up to the sky,
Remembering snowy childhood days..watching snowflakes fly.
Rolling a small snowball..till it became so large and round,
Then creating my first snowman..with bits that I had found.

Snowball fights and icy slides..sledging down a hill,
So many things to keep you warm..safe from winters chill.
Robins on the holly..a splash of red amongst the green,
Sucking on an icicle..so cold..so smooth..so clean.

Woolly hat and woolly gloves..drying on the hearth,
Toasting fork and crumpets..hot soup before your bath.
Another lovely day is over..but you can’t resist a peep,
At your snowman in the moonlight..ah yes..he’s fast asleep.

You listen to the silence..see shadows lying on the snow,
It’s time to snuggle down in bed..but you don’t want to go.
Oh please be here tomorrow..so clean..so fresh..so white,
I close my eyes..a boy again..on a snowy winters night.

© Martin Silvester..13/10/2017.