Snowflake – Theme Friday
December 11, 2009
A single snowflake fell
froze in mid-air
then drifted on lazy wings
and disappeared
into artic black
The sparkle
shimmers still
and stirs a
memory of
distant silver days
snow men
ice skates
rosey cheeks
purple mittens
short days
hot cocoa
long nights
giggles shared
in bunkbeds
Falling asleep
listening for
sleighbells
copyright 2009
Where is Christine’s snowflake falling?
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I like this, especially the memories invoked by that one snowflake. Very lively poem, Chica.
Hey Chica,
Yes, I guess it is lively and snowflakes have always stirred memories for me, you know?
Annie