The First Snow

A poem about the season's first snow and my last season.

The First Snow
(free verse)

Sometime during the night
while I was snug in bed,
you fell from the dark sky,
made earth a white wonderland.

I woke with the gray dawn
and glanced out a window.
you lay and shone brilliant
underneath fluffy flakes.

You are so serene
lying there, so quiet.
Not a mark had been made
on your lovely quilt of glory.

Later, my little birds
came looking for seed.
I threw them cake crumbs
in celebration of you.

This is my last season;
you are my first snow.
Memories remind me
of your kind, dear friendship.