The Web Poetry Corner - Wesley A. Storer - Poem to Robert Frost
Poem to Robert Frost
by
Wesley A. Storer
At first I thought they were saying goodbye
When I wondered at the snowy branches sway
In the snow covered trees across the way
On the morning of that cold November day
And then I saw it was the snow squirrels
And I could not remember seeing them before
And so I thought they must be saying goodbye
But then their telepathic messages came to me
So silently I heard the words God was saying
As softly the snowy hand of God displayed
The many things taking my peace of mind away
So many things making my heart ache today
What better way to praise a gracious God
Than to write a very simple little poem
About snow squirrels and snowy branches sway
It is not right to cause this mass of confusion
With despair and never ending rude intrusions
To delude our faith and hope with false illusion
When to know that God must truly love us all
Is the only noble goal worthy of a conclusion