Snow Angels

By: Charles Giuliano - Jan 28, 2026

 

Snow Angels

Dead of winter
White powder
Mile high
Our back yard
Frozen waterfall
Lawn furniture
Totally buried
Chairs up to seats
Most we’ve had
In many a year
Here in the Berkshires
Like olden days
Growing up in
Brookline
Snow days
Sledding and
Toboggan
Until Flynns
Borrowed but
Never returned
Me on my
Flexible Flyer
Running start
Far as far can be|
Back up hill
Then down again
Till dusk fell
Trudging home
Cold to the bones
Hearty cup
Of hot chocolate
This weekend
Threat of a
Nor’Easter
Cusp of February
Hope for Spring