Snowflakes Carry My Worries Away

The Question of MeaningPoetry

I slowly put one small footpoem

in front of the other,

my gentle steps crunch

each bit of fresh fallen ice crystals.

I can’t control myself from daydreaming

about how beautiful snow is.

As I am greatly amused by the white flakes

gradually cascading onto the sidewalk

I tie the laces of my ice skates so that I can throw them

over my shoulders.

Snowflakes form small clouds in my eyes.

I find myself unable to wait

for the moment where I will be spinning across the pond

like a ballerina in a jewelry box.

As I progress my hand away from my shoulder

I can feel my slightly damp hair

that is now frozen.

Snowflakes melt on my fingers.

Bits of ice remain in my hand,

I think of the warm mittens in my pocket

and seize them quickly.

My cold face

and bright pink cheeks

are soothing and belong

in this winter wonderland.

Snowflakes fill my town with beauty.

I can’t come to regret taking this wonderful walk

for I am unable to forget

that this is what the earth should be like,

peaceful and loving,

No worries.

Katie Champlin lives in Maine and enjoys hiking, water-skiing, lounging at lakes, reading and writing poems, being the coxswain on the crew team, and dancing. She has grown up with a small family and lots of traveling, one day she would love to visit Australia; maybe even Antarctica! Her friends and family mean the world to her because of their support with everything.

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