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Snow Day in Kentucky

I decided to write today, not for really anyone other than myself. For the first time in months… I wrote for the pure pleasure of writing! I’m finally getting my sparkle back. I wrote this poem the other day after I just got done building a snow fort. Yup! I am twenty-two years old and I played in the snow! It was a fun day for sure. I hope you enjoy or find inspiration in it.

Snow Day – poem by, Caitie Lamb 2/18/21

Winter in Kentucky is strange. Weather in Kentucky in general is just plain weird. I walk outside and to my eyes behold! Snow that was packable.

I reach down, cupping snow into a ball with my blushing cold hands.

What is this feeling? What is this urge?

I walk down the ice covered hill, snowfall pushing towards my face.

Why am I doing this? Aren’t I too old for this?

I brought my shovel with me, began to collect all I could.

Surely this is a crazy idea! I’m twenty-two about to play in snow!

I hunker down, and start sculpting; building as much wall as I could.

Where will I end the sides? Do I keep going?

The sky grew darker, the air became colder.

I raise up, a grin appearing on my face.

What I felt was excitement.

I back up to document what I had just created, all by myself.

No… excitement was an understatement.

I felt accomplished, my first real snow fort right before my grown-up eyes.

Winter in Kentucky was beautiful.

Any fellow Kentuckian will understand the weather references. But let’s talk about the importance of the poem. I wrote this because I did not want to forget about that day. I wanted to be able to relive it. If I can’t remember it someday, at least I would have it written down. I felt like a child, but not in any negative connotation; I felt free.

You should never lose sight of what makes you happy. Do what you want to do – even if others tell you you’re too old.

Picture taken and edited by me, Caitie Lamb. February 2021.

Feel free to see pictures of my fort over on Instagram at @lifewithcaitie !