How a Poem Can Change the Way We Live: Snow Echoes

Photo by Doug Wager

This poem reverberates of winters gone by, a mother’s memory of a fearless girl full of zest. Today she is an ever-changing beauty who teaches me about seizing life. She continues making forts out of every snowfall in her own teenage way. A friend read this many years ago and because of it, chose to take her young daughter sledding instead of cleaning her house. That was a high compliment indeed. Poetry can change the way we live our days.

Snow Echoes

You, darling, bound out

Tigger-like into a white world.

Silver giggles float down-street

To home-shoveled mountains.

Squealing sledders, and you,

Their fearless cherry-clad leader,

Indulge in bottomless appetites of fun,

Racing, riding, reveling.

Door opens.

Your fur-framed face drips ice.

Adventure eyes, brown and eager.

Do you seek me or hot chocolate?

Come home, I will whisper ever

And after.

You leap out of doors again,

I steal your snow echoes like kisses.