Pajamas on inside out
Ice cube flushed away
Spoon under my pillow
White crayon expertly placed in the freezer
Stacking coins as high as can be, upon the windowsill
Enjoying a treat of ice cream oh so sweet
Dancing, dancing dancing the night away
Eyes to the sky, it's hazy in just a certain way
The smell can only mean one thing
Rituals of hope and expectation
Early in the morning the call rings in
Go back to bed, I hear the voice say
Today is a SNOW DAY!
As I read this poem, I was instantly brought back to some of my favorite snow days, especially as a teacher! Your descriptive language really painted a picture in my mind.. I especially like the lines "eyes to the sky, it's hazy in just a certain way, the smell can only mean one thing." There is just some so magical, peaceful and exciting about the potential of a snow fall. You captured those feelings in your poem!
ReplyDeleteThis poem is my dream come true! I could feel your anticipation and excitement and the best part is getting the call that school is cancelled. A snow day.... one of nature's gifts. You are a great poet! Awesome job!
ReplyDeleteThere were so many rituals you spoke of that hit the mark! Some were things I tell my students to try if there is a mention of snow in the forecast. Others I had forgotten that we did as kids! This poem hits so many senses for me! The smell, the sight, the sounds of snow! This poem is crafted with a beautiful flow to it that helps the reader embrace all their senses.
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