WEIGHT OF SNOW
I watched the birches shake off the snow
Old women with long white hair
Held in place by the frosty air
They fell asleep last night straight and tall
Not knowing the weight of snow would make them crawl
Dare I say
Snow doesn't bend them down to stay
Ice storms do that.
A few small shakes will loosen the weight
And once again they will be tall and straight
We do not wish to climb that tree
With such a trick we stay home free