The snow thundered in
Rolled across the border between sleep and wake
Conquering the ground
Until every centimetre was covered with the colour of the white invasion.
There was no resisting her.
And all winter, this has been predicted.
All February we have been warned
We had no proof
The snow has spoken
The snow was ready
The snow has fallen.
One thought on “The Snow Thundered In”
This is lovely. In my neck of the woods we have had plenty of the white stuff and just as it had mostly disappeared the forecast is for a new blanket 12-20cm deep.