THE EXCITEMENT OF WATCHING SNOW MELT
Elegant snow forms sculptured by the wind lay languished giving
Way to new shapes created by the sun.
City streets and walks transformed into surrealistic avenues of
White are now dark slush.
The sun's rays convert icicles into dripping crystalline figures
That will forfeit their radiance to become puddles on the
Trees, stripped on their cover of leaves, were barren until their
Bows were covered in a different beauty; they, once again,
Mountains of snow stood on every corner, their majesty defying
The men who built them. The once lofty peaks have tumbled
Common shapes have become works of art displaying in a gallery
Outside their window.
Nature changes the exhibit daily and in time closes the gallery
The excitement of watching snow melt will be a memory.