In honor of the massive storm hitting us today, I thought I would commemorate the moment with a poem I found. Let's be honest; a snow day at Boston University is a rarity, so enjoy these well-crafted words and settle down for a day inside, coffee in hand.
Ode to a Snowflake
by Ruth Sutherland
| Innocent little snowflake |
| Drifting slowly down |
| How could you become a menace |
| Or a hazard to our town? |
| But ere the little snowflake |
| Had disappeared from view |
| One more followed then another |
| Faster now and larger, too. |
| Whirling, swirling, thru the sky now |
| Tumbling gaily all around |
| Fairly bouncing as they pile up |
| On the ground. |
| Snow bespeckled lawns and driveways |
| Streets and sidewalks turning white |
| Little faces pressed to windows |
| Exclamations of delight. |
| Spinning wheels and grinding motors |
| Windshield wipers struggling now |
| Buses halted, people stranded |
| Cinder crews out, then the snow plow. |
| Slower now the snow is falling |
| 'Til the last flake flutters down |
| Lonely little snowflake |
| Crippling our town. |
Originally published in the book "Poems to Ponder"
i love it. made me smile. :)
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