First Snow

It is snowing in Vineland,
The first flakes are falling
Gently as blessings
Through the still air.
Who cares for the moon
When snowflakes are drifting,
Drifting so softly
Down through the darkness,
Down to the rooftops
Covering the sleepers,
The dreamers, in Vineland tonight?

by Pete Crowther

Comments (2)

such a snowing poem... liked it... HAPPY NEW YEAR warm regards, ashka
This was lovely. What and where is Vineland? Really enjoyed floating down with the snow flake. Made me feel quite light headed. Gyp's