There dimly through the window seen
Vast veils of snow upon the green
Old visions of once long ago
Gave credence to the falling snow.
Seems time has lost its human face
That haunted every special place
And greets us all in manner same
Small difference in stance or name.
Snow laden folk in iced disguise
With runny nose and sparkling eyes
Were there to greet us as we passed
Lost images in looking glass.
I’m sad those days have flown away
This world is cold and dark and gray !
Claire V. Bogdanos 