It snowed last night and socked us in,

A gentle reminder from the powers above.

We watched it descend out of the darkness

Into the light outside our door.

I venture out into the dawn,

Wisps of breath curling in the air.

My boots christen the new fallen snow

As I walk into the quiet of the day

Limbs of white lance through trees above

While gusts make snow devils dance below

Deep drifts blur the boundaries of our

Yards, and sidewalks, and the road to town.

As neighbors, we’ll scrape them clean,

Dispelling the peace to resurrect careful lines.

We’ll laugh at the effort and shake each other hands

Our routine restored. Soon, but not now.

Now, I stand in the quiet – alone in the day

Wondering at the calm I find.

It snowed last night and socked us in,

A gentle reminder from the powers above.

Snow Day – By J. Boyce Gleason