Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Roses in the Snow

131 words

                                © Mary K. Anson, 1996



Mary K. Anson

When the hours are long and gray
with weather too cold to bear
 children’s antics light the day
 and their laughter fills the air

With little faces glowing red
like winter roses in the snow
they trudge along, with feet of lead
up endless hills, their sleds in tow

As the top comes into view
excitement builds along with fear
one flies down and then there’s two
as the rest gives out a cheer

The joyful sounds, all too rare
ring through the long afternoon
but then a moment of despair
the fun has ended all too soon