This is aimed for the Scholastic Arts and Writing Award. Leave a comment below to let me know what you think:
Di-da, di-da,
Who said snow falls without sound?
Mind you, it is no silent host
It softly clops though does not pound.
Di-da, bolder than rain, it lingers
Few more seconds before running aground
It took a fleeting liberty
Held every living creature spellbound.
The scorching foliage long yielded,
Di-da, di-da,
In pristine white all else drowned.
Dee-dum, dee-dum,
Who said the cold scares off all souls?
Men, beasts, and flora alike?
In the white open void, prints dent the snow.
Dee-dum, some creature, mortal or God
He who visits his loved hails from Sheol.
Does not show his tracks often,
Save for glimpses of an untouched world.
As crystals melt away like candles,
Dee-dum, dee-dum,
He too departs in shadows.
Di-da, di-da,
Silent he came, and silent he went
There. And not. A ghost in passing
Dee-dum, dee-dum,
The whiteout’s climax was his refuge
The tempest cleared. So did he.
Di-da,
Over a silvery sheet,
One footprint in the snow.
She sees.
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