First Snow...

The first snow of the season came to us this past weekend.  Of course, I had to go the grocery store.  On top of the fact that I generally do not enjoy grocery shopping, also I am not a cold weather girl.  So, it was with great wailing and gnashing of teeth that I climbed into my car and pulled out of the garage.  Once at the store, I parked and got out of the car.  The cold air hit me like a slap in the face, the stinging flakes lashing at my cheeks.  Greyness cloaked the once-blue sky.  I was officially grumpy.  I hurriedly shopped, scooping up items I needed (but forgetting some, as well) as I walked briskly down the aisles.  Check-out time.  After digging out the credit card, I shoved the groceries into bags and advanced to the exit.

But as I drove home, I recalled the faces of my children as they awoke to the snowfall earlier that morning.  There was wonder in their eyes, and joyous smiles on their lips.   They were bubbling over at the thought of skiing and sledding and building snowmen, so happy at the sight of the falling snow.  I decided to change my perspective, and look at that first snow through their eyes...

First Snow
          by Erika Mehlhaff

First snow
Falling flakes of cold crystal
A soft, white promise
Glistening
Bright
Refreshing
New
Like Spring