Snow Falls

Editor's Note: This piece will be presented at the Winter Tales productions of Vermont Stage Company, Dec 3-7 at FlynnSpace. Reading on this podcast and during the performance is Liz Gilbert, an 8th grade actress at U-32. To hear all the Winter Tales podcasts as they will sound at the shows, click here.

Snowflake

By Gretchen Tarrant
Mater Christi School, Grade 8

Swirling, twirling gently down
I hope it never hits the ground
Snowflakes represent to me
A different faith entirely
Falling from thousands of feet above
Gliding safely to my glove
It’s a glorious journey to make
But to survive it's willing to make mistakes
It has to grow just right
So it won’t get lost in the night
Somehow it still floats softly down
Earth, it seems to say, should do us proud
‘cause even though the snowflake has been above
Once it is here
It’s content in my glove

Here
It’s not the snow or the tree
That makes it truly Christmas to me
It’s the feeling that we get inside
That starts with Thanksgiving and stops trying to hide
Its all the family decorating the tree
The kids desperately trying to see
What’s inside the presents and stealing the pie
Not caring if the goose is too fried
Grandma finally coming home
Deer outside beginning to roam
This to me is Christmas cheer
‘cause I know
Its all right here

The Bay
It’s cold outside but i don’t care
I tie my laces tightly with care
I can’t wait to get outside
When I’m on the lake the world is mine
Step step glide
Dive slip slide
Off with a whoosh the wind biting my face
Flying past ice-fishermen and trying to embrace
The full beauty of what I see
Snowflakes building up drifts entirely
Learning by heart the frozen windswept lake
Wishing that I can partake
In this glorious, sparkling white world
So big
So perfect