Poetry

The snow

It Falls in the early morning as everyone around continues to sleep.

With no worry insight as their morning became a little whiter than before.

But the air became a lot colder as you headed out the door for a walk with your dog.

They loved to walk through the snow with no care of its coldness or the balls of snow collecting on his paws.

He created new paths here and there as he marked his territory, Only for the ways to be gone a couple of hours later when all the snow melted away, taking all his evidence away.

Ending this snow day like the rest was a slightly pleasant treat that ended way too soon for some but went away just at the right time for others.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes