Spring Is Sprung

It snowed yesterday In Blacksburg
How odd that was on April Sixteenth

Later in the day
The white turned to red
When Thirty Two children
Were cast forever young
In a falling rain

It happened in a great storm
And the children disappeared
One after one
But candidus cannot overpower the black dog of death with its lily white

The children were hypnotized and terrorized
On the mountain of doom
Each one alone
No savior here

All bootless in the snow

Joe Postove