Snow Day

Feb 4, 2019 | Feature, Town Crier

It’s a snow day in Seattle

Let’s hearken back, then, to January 1, 1937. The Town Crier published this poem:

Softly the Snow
by Marietta Conway Kennard

Softly the snow…gently the snow…
Feathery white like the breast of a bird,
Covers our cottage and folds us within,
Veils all the trees with not a leaf stirred…
Silently falling…a whisper just heard…
Drifting like white moths now…to and fro…
Now thick and silent…now sharp and thin…
Softly the snow…gently the snow…
Covers our cottage and folds us within…
Feathery…slow…
Falls the snow.

Be cozy in your cottages, friends. 

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