Is this forum still open for entries on the holiday theme? Anyways, you can delete this Ms/Mr Moderator.
Shy maiden, she covered earthís face
with her white raiment,
delicate and frosty soft.
One night while no one was watching.
and the kids were tucked in bed,
on the wings of a chill wind
she unfolded her flake petals,
strewing them, all over
roofs and gardens and highways.
She might as well have been Santa
climbing down a chimney,
surreptitious, with catís stealthy foot
treading quietly in the dark.
Did she wish to wrap the earth
in a gift package of white,
surprise every child in the morning
to an invitation to play?
But the chill wind got stronger
swept off her night garment
mercilessly, tore it into puny shreds.
Bravely, she struggled to hide
some tiny clumps of flakes,
scattered them over bare bushes
and empty backyards.
And the kids woke up to find her
lying faint but dazzling.
Though she melted at their touch,
too soft to roll into a ball,
she was fondled and loved.