A Dusting

If you must have a snowball today,
while waiting for the school bus –
the snow isn’t on the grass –
What’s on the car is out of reach –
but it covers every leaf
that’s scattered in the yard.
Pick some up.
Wipe them on your glove.
It’s worth a try, at least.
But do it fast, and do a lot,
for if your glove is warm,
or the school bus comes too soon,
then sad to say
you won’t have a snowball today.


Luna Negra, Kent State University, Fall 1997
by Ed Bremson

poetry