drops of snow

they really do 

look like

drops of snow

clusters of white

covering the sheltered whereabouts

along the pathways

through the woods

whiteness so pure

little beads of clarity

after a season of glitter

emblems of fresh starts and new beginnings

the children pray

let it snow... let it snow...please, let it snow

and cover us with your blankets of white

dreaming of hills and sleds,

blades on ice,

and three tiered men of rolled up fun

but the gifter at the door

is not winter but spring

being overly generous with buckets of rain

and more and more of the same

erica

xoxo