Blanket of Snow


The sun lit skies,
Glittering the season’s first snow,
Spreading over the trees,
Beyond the hills,
And by the prickly briers.

Sheets of white,
Draping the world,
With its ivory shroud,
And the shining graupels,
Discreetly escaping,
The soft grip of clouds.

Such is the nature’s caper,
Dancing in tandem,
As if set in some perfect harmony,
So hard to decipher.

And I sit by the windowsill,
Observing the quietude,
And though there is calmness,
Yet I hear nature’s sound,
Leaving me agape,
Dazzled and astound.

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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22 thoughts on “Blanket of Snow”

      1. Haha, that’s comforting. My brother lives in Minnesota, he’s become a pro at shoveling snow, who would have thought?! A Florida man now shoveling snow. My sister-in-law says, at first, in the morning it’s a beautiful sheet of snow, by the end of the day, it’s mud! LOL I guess you can’t win them all after all. 🙂

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