It’s been snowing here, on and off, for about 48 hours. We only have a dusting, but the kids and I have been hoping for a snow day soon. I stumbled on this Billy Collins poem and love it!
by Billy Collins
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow,
its white flag waving over everything,
the landscape vanished,
not a single mouse to punctuate the blankness,
and beyond these windows
the government buildings smothered,
schools and libraries buried, the post office lost
under the noiseless drift,
the paths of trains softly blocked,
the world fallen under this falling.
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