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Tis a snow day, yes, and I wrote about this crazy snowstorm on the first week of April.
Untitled Lyric Poem
Is the fourth or third day of April
Really a day for snow?
The buses are cancelled, schools are closed
Why they didn't choose winter, I do not know.
For the wind blows frostily around the house
As I sit here by the fire with my pencil and note pad.
How nature reflects the common cold that sits within me
I sniffle and smile at the remark from my dad:
"Well, winter is finally here," he sighs
And I chuckle because it's three weeks into Spring,
But those swift spinning snow squalls could decieve
Anyone who put trust into the Ontario sun shining.
It is but seven-thirty in the morning.
Even my dreams cannot lure me to sleep,
For this fantastical time for a snowstorm
Has brought my mind perhaps to deep.
Children cheer when they here their school is closed
That there will be a snow day at such a wondrous time:
The week is already shorter from Easter weekend's approach
And to have to wait longer for chocolate would be a crime.
Teacher's rush to figure out how else to work with this week
And I chuckle because it is three weeks into Spring,
How the white magic across the lawn could make-believe
The song birds robbed of the early April sun shining.
And yes my inspiration was this oddball snow day. Hope you enjoyed it blaugh
 jadepheonix_kristuya · Wed Apr 04, 2007 @ 02:48pm · 0 Comments |
