Is it worth the cold
11/15/01

Is it worth the
Cold, white grace
That blankets the earth
And brings children together
Amidst snowball fights
And forts and sleds?
Because one knows
What accompanies such
A delight in the form of crystals.
One knows on that first
Day of Season-
"What season"
Inquire the children of summer,
As they gather their surfboards
And dress for the winter.
Many years have written this one-
Many hospitals and men
Have distracted me from the joy
That often accomopanies
The Season of Grief.
So is it worth the
Cold, white grace
That comes as a side
To a meal of anticipated agony,
In all of its taste
And in all of its hell
That bursts buds
And reminds me in
Its anal voice that
A Light exists in Spring?

Adrienne Helms
aehelms@edisto.cofc.edu