As I climb into bed
snow is softly falling
diagonally blown by breezes north
a layer of uneven crystals forming
on veranda tiles
an apricot sky of even hue
the only visible sight
the birch
its tresses gently rising
shaking
pointing down south west
I’ll let the weather carry on
as I must sleep till dawn
know that night is passing there
without the curtains drawn
Margaret Ann Waddicor 27th November 2017 ©
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 7:35 AM UTC
As I climb into bed
snow is softly falling
diagonally blown by breezes north
a layer of uneven crystals forming
on veranda tiles
an apricot sky of even hue
the only visible sight
the birch
its tresses gently rising
shaking
pointing down south west
I’ll let the weather carry on
as I must sleep till dawn
know that night is passing there
without the curtains drawn
Margaret Ann Waddicor 27th November 2017 ©
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