The snow

The snow that blankets all New York tonight
Has crept upon us like a whispered song
Sidewalks vanished under drifts of white
I hear the snow will fall the whole night long
I turn to face the cold Manhattan air
The very world around is rearranged
All around me people stop and stare
And marvel at how much their city’s changed
When morning comes this town will be asleep
Stores all closed, and no place much to go
Whatever is your business, it will keep
Till after all the silence, and the snow
      And in the end, perhaps we have been blessed
      For even New York City needs its rest

2 thoughts on “The snow”

  1. The more it snows (Tiddely-Pom)

    The more it goes (Tiddely-Pom)

    “The more it goes on snowing (Tiddely-Pom)

    And nobody knows (Tiddely-Pom)

    How cold my toes (Tiddely-Pom)

    How cold my toes are growing (Tiddely-Pom Tiddely-Pom Tiddely-Pom Tiddely-Pom)”

    -A.A. Milne

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