Now almost imperceptibly the snow is falling steadily. <br /> Unruffled by the slightest breeze to coat the branches of the trees <br />with layers of the purest white which sparkle in the pale moonlight. <br />A sight that’s pleasing to my eyes. Beneath the trees a blanket lies <br />as yet a flimsy covering but it is slowly thickening. <br />As falling snow relentlessly, continues drifting quietly. <br />The world reverts to black and white. It is a bitter winter’s night <br />I sit and watch from my window backlit by the firelights glow. <br />I’m thankful that I need not go outdoors amidst the falling snow. <br />I am content to stay inside I much prefer my fireside. <br />Although it’s beautiful to see the snow descending steadily. <br />I am too old to brave the cold I leave that to the young and bold. <br />Tomorrow with the morning sun the children will be having fun. <br />With cries of glee they’ll greet the snow and I will watch from my window. <br />The antics of small girls and boys as they engage in childish ploys. <br />Just as I did so long ago when I could enjoy the snow. <br />One benefit of being old I stay inside when it is cold. <br />My aching bones will not permit me to do much more than sit <br />and watch the children as they play and remember my young days. <br /> <br />18/08/2009 <br />http: // blog.myspace.com.poeticpiers<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-first-snow-for-m-lady-tara/
