Thursday, December 31, 2009

Snow Angels


a flash of red,
a shiny sled goes by

two brothers tumble off
with runny noses
and snow-covered hats, laughing

they jump to their feet
and race back up the hill
to take another run
(what fun!)

another streak of red, a flash of blue

(so cute, with rosy cheeks)
then shrieks—of delight—
impromptu snowball fight!
(and that's my cue...)

i sneak inside the house,
it won't be long

before they tramp inside with frozen toes
and shed their clothes:

four soggy mittens,
and two pairs of boots,
and snowpants, and jackets, and hats, and scarves,
in one great puddle
on the kitchen floor

i greet them at the door

with two big hugs
and two hot mugs
of cocoa to warm their cores

momma, ben put snow down my back,
says russ, with a chocolaty pout;
from ben, a devilish grin—
big brothers always win...

their happy chatter fills
the room with warmth,
my heart with joy;
each one is such a special boy

with ruddy faces and tousled hair
they melt my heart,
they light my soul

i wonder
if they know,

my angels
in the snow

Note: The typographic cloud graphic above (my "snow cloud," if you will) was created with a wonderful (but addictive) program called Wordle. The poem, by yours truly, harkens back to a snowy day—a very long time ago...

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