Outside my window, chatters sound,
I notice with a glance,
The ground is white and moonlight's clear.
It's time for The Great Snow Dance!
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Take up the fiddles, flutes and drums,
Strike up a dancing tune,
That's wild and sweet, a tad surreal,
To match the Narn'an mood.
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The Fauns and Dryads twist and weave,
Their steps precise and sure,
Each move deliberately complex;
The sight is quite a lure.
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A ring of Dwarves circles around,
Their snowballs fly between.
Right place, right time, no one is hit
It is a splendid scene.
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And if you're off, no need to fret;
It's all a woodland game.
Wipe snow away and join the laughs,
And start the round again!
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The cold creeps through our blood like wine,
The drummers tap away.
The owls pronounce this night quite fine;
We'll dance till break of day.
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It only happens once per year,
This frosted midnight prance.
It really is a lovely romp,
So join our Great Snow Dance!
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A/N Hey everyone! Been awhile. :)
So, I wrote this piece for creative writing last year and quite a few people liked it. I had meant to post it on the first moonlit night with snow on the ground, but forgot. I managed it this year on my DA, but alas, I was already in bed when I did so and my laptop was in the basement. :P
A few people suggested I try to add a character into this. Thoughts?
Also, for those who have followed 52Q: I have not given up on that one, but it does need to be revised. I am working on finishing the show and reworking the plot (and name). I am really sorry for the hiatus. *nervous smile*
Edit: Thank you to the guest reviewer who alerted me to the format getting messed up. I was hoping that wouldn't happen. Guess that's what I get for using copy and paste.