Snowfall- revised
Walking home alone
on a snowy Winter night,
I am filled with wonder
passing each streetlight.
Here the Snow descends
like fairy-dust sparkles
inspiring sheer delight.
In Snowfall’s quiet sound,
I hear the Snowflakes
softly sing together coming down
to rest upon the ground.
They kiss my hair and cheeks.
I feel Nature’s gentle touch
and peaceful comfort
with magic swirling all around.
The Town has gone to sleep.
There’s no one else to share this
but I don’t feel alone,
for I am kissed by Snowflakes
as I walk in dreamy wonder
to my sleeping family home.
December 2, 2020
revised December 30, 2021
Shelley Wilson
Flowerpoet 