My Father And Snow

By Manasa Reddy Chichili

Sitting on top of the mountain

An old man besides me

He liked the snow

Childlike love and admiration

On his face

His expression reminded me

Of my seventh birthday

When I played with the snow

My mom hadn't allowed me

To go out in the snow

But my father, he took me out

The same expression on his face

And we played and played and played

Until the snow melted away

We made a promise

To do this every year

And so we were on this mountain

To play and play and play

Till the snow melted

One more time

By Manasa Reddy Chichili

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