I wake to quiet, muffled sound,
ceiling bathed in telltale light.
Each ridged roof, iced smooth,
the street transformed overnight.
Soft drifts piled against every door,
rows of cars, smothered and stilled,
cookie cut footprints, punched down a path,
tables covered, flowerpots filled.
Curtains part at a nearby window,
mother and baby watch, enthralled,
warm, inside their dark bedroom,
pointing at the flakes that fall.
More faces watch and children wait,
ears glued to the radio,
then at last, a voice with golden words,
‘All schools cancelled due to snow’.
Joy! Joy! Jump and run!
Slip and fall and skid and slide!
Scoop and shape and roll and throw,
Twirl and elegantly glide!
Stick your tongue out to the sky,
climb the trunk and shake the branch!
kick the heaps atop the shed,
start a garden avalanche!
Now hit the slopes with trays in tow,
handles clutched in freezing hands,
sail over glittering hills,
for today snow comes unto our land!
In case you hadn’t heard, England has received the heaviest and most concentrated snowfall in over 25 years. The country literally came to a standstill yesterday, and today wasn’t so different. My area, Hertfordshire, has been the hardest hit. Yesterday me and Tulasi walked to the temple through the white fields for a snowball fight and snowman building. More anon.
