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PeterH61 · December 18, 2009

When men were all asleep the snow came flying,

In large white flakes falling on the city brown,

Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying,

Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town;

Deadening, muffling, stifling its murmurs failing;

Lazily and incessantly floating down and down:

Silently sifting and veiling road, roof and railing;

Hiding difference, making unevenness even,

Into angles and crevices softly drifting and sailing.Robert Seymour Bridges (1844 - 1930)

StevieJR · December 18, 2009

White Christmas my arse......I bet it still pisses down with rain and will be as wet and miserable as every other fuckin year !!

soda · December 18, 2009

that sound beautiful to me

barbie_doll · December 18, 2009

nice poem and i love snow anyway..thanks for sharing these poem

funky_house · December 18, 2009

It also rained several times in the night, and washed it all away. :-(

Well here in London. I suppose none of the trains will be running today.

Dave40 · December 18, 2009

Hope it's not to cold for you peter should be quite warm down here good beer drinking weather!!! lol lol !!

garfield · December 18, 2009

Nice poem Mr P.

Plus of course it covers up all the phlegm, chewing gum and dog crap on the mean streets. Proof positive that God doesn't like South London.

Beam me up Santa!

London snow