Blogmas Day 8: As the Snow Falls

This poem I co wrote a few years ago with one of my good friends Gabrielle Henderson. She does the whole poetry thing better than I do. We just left our imagination take us away as we texted lines back and forth. Writing this poem got me hooked into poetry. Am I good at it- I don’t know.

“As the Snow Falls” by Gabrielle Henderson & David Harris

The snow was falling

The night was cast

My dreams were calling

Upon the cast

The nice not stirring

The bed was warm

The cats not purring

Not quite norm

The fire danced

The shadows stirred

They cast an image

Upon the door

The image was tall

There was another

This was not y’all

Perhaps his brother

There perched upon the window

Was a tin soldier from long ago

And what battles he has fought

Only he will know

And standing on the dresser

A great warrior king

Who conquered the old world

And loved to sing

And atop the fireplace

Stood a doll so proud and tall

Made of porcelain and dreams

As she watched the snow gently fall

And near my closet

Stood a tall Indian chief

With a bow and arrow

And a great pair of teeth

And a music box and candle

Softly guarding this happy scene

That so easily reminds us

Of what life truly means

And finally an old grandfather clock

That keeps time in timeless lands

As sadness slips away

Like an hourglass and sand

I marveled at these treasures

My eyes were crawling

Yet as I stood in awe

The best was the snow a falling

By David Harris

I was born on January 31, 1992. I graduated from Austin Peay State University in December 2015 with a B.S. My major was Communications, with a concentration in Print & Web Journalism. My minor was English, with a concentration in Creative Writing. Writing is my passion. I’m a book lover. I prefer to to be called a Booklion rather than a bookworm. Why- lions are mightier.
My first love is Jesus Christ. I was raised in the Seventh-Day Adventist Church. No we are not a cult. We are Christians who worship on Saturday.
I have been stuttering since I was four, but through Christ I have persevered through it and will continue to do so. I’m not thing with Him.
Singing is another passion of mine. God blessed with me with the gift of song, which I am grateful for.

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