Christmas in Vermont

All day the snow has fallen to seed
A world gone blind. Now white the land
Is put to bed. Dream eagerness
Swells in a dangerous fairyland.

A house of secrets — blue shadows climb
The bone-gray walls — a house to hide
A creeping witch at spells until
At dusk the Christmas tree is lighted.

Now the windows glitter like ladies
Whose bright eyes. Now the crafty gnomes
Are digging diamonds in the yard.
The fairy queen laughs in her cradle
And the house is all alive and ringing
☺ Bells to call the homeless home.