We’re Snowed In, Love

Snowed in bistro

We’re snowed in, love, the world is white,

mistakes are drifted in tonight;

our slate is cleaned, the past is dressed

in whitewashed grace – so be at rest.

Blunders wear refinement’s shawl,

faux pas flaunt finesse, as all

our errors lie beneath the snow;

let’s start again, and let yore go…

30 comments on “We’re Snowed In, Love

  1. Madilyn says:

    What a peaceful poem about snow! Nice photo, too, Melody! πŸ™‚

  2. Beautiful, Melody! I love grace and the fresh start it gives us.
    Blessings ~ Wendy

  3. lylekrahn says:

    Snow as whitewashed grace – that’s good imagery and turn of phrase.

  4. RoSy says:

    You described that so well. I know what you mean (At least – I think I do). πŸ™‚

  5. Caddo Veil says:

    Way-Wow-Wonderful, Melody!! I love this so much. The line beginning with “blunders” may be my fave, but it’s awfully hard to choose today.

  6. What a great poem! Loved it!

  7. I love the serenade with serenity !

  8. Debbie says:

    This was perfect, Melody! I loved the idea of snow grace! God bless you and cover you today!

  9. Lori Lipsky says:

    Beautiful picture to illustrate your lovely poem. I’m grateful to have seen both. Happy New Year, Melody.

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