A New Montrealer’s First Winter – Memories Through the Eyes of my City

in comes she

from a land of sun

with toes that curl

and skin that’s brown

the snow begins

its frozen dance

and she stands still

in a bewildered trance

her breath forms clouds

that linger and fade

she feels the cold

deep in her bones, afraid

she watches as snowflakes

twirl and spin

a thousand tiny miracles

falling from within

she feels the chill

but also wonder

at this new world

of snow and thunder

she bundles up

in scarves and coats

and ventures forth

to explore, take notes

she slips and slides

and falls down too

but gets back up

with a smile anew

she learns to skate

and make snowmen tall

to appreciate winter

and its frozen thrall

for even though

she misses the sun

she’s found a new joy

in the snow’s fun

and so she greets

each snowfall bright

with open arms

and a heart alight.