First Snow

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By Lunaria

First Snow Sleeping branches hang heavy with new fallen snow There's no sign of it stopping and the moon is aglow Lighting my way for the street lights are dark Helping me find my way to the park The benches are barren except for the snow Which is piled as high as it can go Brushing the snow with a glove full of holes I lay me down as the tower bell tolls I knocked on the door but no one was home Left was I on the streets to roam Hungry am I but there's nothing to eat Cold am I with no boots on my feet No money have I to buy me a room for tonight Sleep will I on this bench 'til first light The blanket of snow will keep me warm And I will sleep through this storm Morning came but he didn't move to rise Just laid there with tightly closed eyes During the night his spirit fled Leaving his frozen body dead Two angels came to assist with his flight Helping to lead him into the light Large, golden gates swung open wide He was admitted warmly inside Welcome, Jim, what took you so long? We thought you took a turn that was wrong We sent guide angels to bring you here And a warrior one to bring up the rear We missed you, Jim, we missed you so And knew you would come at the first big snow Be at peace, Jim, at last you're home Not for a long time will you roam Rest now , Jim, you need to sleep A loving vigil we will keep Yes, weary am I since my birth On that beautiful planet they call Earth. Copyright © 2004 Lunaria (Lila May Guptill)

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