In darkness awakening, First glimpse of snow white, Brought beauty of wonderment, Like shimmering diamonds, 'neath new morning’s light. A frozen paradise waited. Oblivious to the chill, Warm mittens and overcoats, We rushed to the sled race, Atop Starbird Hill. We flew down this mountain, Blustery wind to frozen face, On a sheet of ice and snow. Oh, what fun we had then, In our Starbird race. And as the day closed, Its beauty wouldn’t subside. Sleepy heads in reverence, Thinking of day’s events, We gently closed our eyes. In darkness awakening, First glimpse of snow white, Brought beauty of wonderment, Like shimmering diamonds, 'neath new morning’s light. |
—Michele Cameron Drew
Read my article on the Blizzard of '78 here.
Copyright © 2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © 2009 Michele Cameron Drew. All Rights Reserved.
