Monday, December 24, 2007

A Christmas Eve Sonnet for Susan

The instant that the snow has caught her eye
My sweetheart bursts outside within a trice
To feel the flakes fall gently from the sky,
Each one a tiny miracle of ice.
She laughs and dances in the winter light
And tries to catch a snowflake on her tongue.
Her hair and all the earth are flecked with white;
Soon there will be snowballs packed – and flung,
And maybe we will make a snowman too.
Then, sudden as an unexpected kiss,
I feel the rush of love for her anew,
A perfect moment of untarnished bliss.
Summer, spring, and fall can never cause the glow
That winter brings with wondrous, magic, blessed snow.

Christmas Eve


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