Melting Snow

By Kasheeka Gupta

Ridges and Valleys

meeting the skies,

a dark night

sprinkled with stars bright

Glaciers of clouds

sun-kissed peaks

a clear vibrant sky

and a wind that speaks

The soft crunch of cotton

the feel of the shivery ice

the rolling in the snow

of a sweet little child

The feet burying deep

the slippery smooth roads

the squealing of kids

when sliding on a frozen rivulet

And then the shivery warm sun shines

breaking through the frozen creek

the valleys shining like glitters

and the shying away of the bleak

The laughter dies down

replaced with a mix of moods

some of merriment

some of gloom

But then things are heard

the drip from the pines

the gush from the streams

the chatter of birds in line

Rainbow of flowers

cover the valley

sending farewell

to their snowy ally

The warmth flushes

the fishes dance

and the melting snows

advance...

...and the melting snows advance.

By Kasheeka Gupta