there were snowballs and sledging, scarves and woolly hats
I live in York. I have a degree in English and a Master’s Degree in Creative Writing from the University of Wales Lampeter. I have been writing poetry on and off since I was at school.
Not another Poem called ‘Snow’
As children it delighted us when it came,
never at Christmas but often at New Year.
School could not re-open,
there were snowballs and sledging,
scarves and woolly hats.
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It brought us heartbreak too,
when aunts and grandmas couldn’t come to stay,
nor we go to them. We always knew
the snowman would melt in a few days.
–
Once we shovelled the driveway
for old Bill next-door, expecting pay
not a hated mug of Bovril we could hardly refuse.
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Now it only looks pretty. We feel the cold
and worry about damage to the garden.
But imagine a world without snow,
the memories we wouldn’t have,
the words we wouldn’t write.
Peter Donnelly, York
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