In honor of a snowy day and childlike fun, this week’s Poetry Tuesday’s feature is “Snow Flakes” by Emily Dickinson. I love trying to count the snow flakes as they fall. As a child, and even now, I love laying on my back and watch an individual snow flake on its downward descent. I love her comparison of snow flakes falling being like a dance. Wherever you are tonight, snow or no snow, I hope you enjoy this poem. Be Blessed my friends.
I counted till they danced so
Their slippers leaped the town,
And then I took a pencil
To note the rebels down.
And then they grew so jolly
I did resign the prig,
And ten of my once stately toes
Are marshalled for a jig!