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by Andrew Peterson
Snow in Houston. It’s such a rare beauty. I walked outside in disbelief and saw The damp white flakes angle down, steadily, As if they too were surprised, open jaw Mute with praise as snow touched down and melted. A few months ago it was the great flood Of ’17, the worst ever, they said, When the hurricane heart pumped so much blood Until the storm died after days and days And its corpse was the standing water Decomposing in the streets, the earth’s face Soaked in mud and rot and matter. But the flood is gone. Now it’s only snow, White and quiet, miraculous and slow.
In addition to being the founder of the Rabbit Room, Andrew Peterson is a singer, songwriter, poet, and the author of the popular children’s series, The Wingfeather Saga.
Calls me to AWE! YES!
Oh, Andrew! I am not a Houstonian, but I am a Texan, and every detail in your poem rings so true. Many of your brethern and sistern came and stayed with relatives and friends where I am, in Fredericksburg.
Blessed be unexpected snow.