Snow in the Sunlight
A poem for Mikeydred's December Dollar Prompt
A bead of water slowly slides down a glistening icicle,
melting in the sunshine after a frosty night.
Drip, drip, drip go the gutters.
The snow-capped roofs are no longer white.
Only patches of snow remain.
Puddles of water form in the dips in the ground.
A gusty breeze sweeps through the street,
reminding those outside that soon fresh snow will come.
But for now, all is bright and airy,
and the snow reflects the sunlight.
I wrote this for Mikeydred's December Dollar Prompt, which you can find here. The deadline to enter is December 31st, 2024.
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Comments (4)
Very pretty. Good imagery. 🤗
This is a beautiful poem, sun ushers in the melt. clever interpretation.
Lovely winter words, can you add it as a comment in the challenge piece, thank you for the link
The snow reflects the sunlight. Nicely Done!!!!