Fifty-two words for snow I know not
But I know how much a simple thing
Like a snowfall can fill my heart with joy
‘Tis all I want, a simple Christmas
Filled with snow, smile and sparkle
Fire crackling inside and snowflakes
Falling outside turning everything white
Magic of winter glorious in shades of white
Wiping the slate clean from smudges left
By scathing words and footprints by exodus
Give me a white Christmas, a priceless gift
Not the superficial under the tree
But simple joys of everyday life
Shared with people I love.
© Khaya Ronkainen, from Seasons Defined
