I loved the idea of this event, and the performances I saw were so terrific! I'm sorry I had to leave early 
Here's the poem that I wrote for the occasion:
First Snow
When each day's new sun grows briefer and wan
The bleak evening moon, will glimmer with snow
And Crystal-like frost will shimmer with dawn
And hoarfrost will end the bright autumn show
And all will soon know, that winter is here.
And all will soon know, that winter is here.
When snow's first fall meets dim evening moonlight
Its falling, its falling, its silent, and still
And glimmers and shimmers to greatest delight
A falling, soft blanket that covers the hill.
We feel the great joy, that winter is here.
We feel the great joy, that winter is here.
Let us be ready, for bare winter freeze
Each stocked and prepared, each stocked and made ready.
An end to all playful diversion and ease.
The season is hardship, fearsome and heady.
For now we all know, that winter is here.
For now we all know, that winter is here.
'Round warm fire sitting, we come and we gather.
To share our good will, and wait for the cease,
Of this cold winter season, would that we rather,
Remember for calm - and remember for peace.
We are together, and winter is here.
We are together, and winter is here.
In its own way, it makes things more clear.
It shows us our love, and what is so dear.
There is no reason for panic nor reason for fear:
It is only the passing, the passing of time
That one true condition, of all that has been:
The dawn is the darkest, at the start of each year,
It still holds such promise, and reason for cheer.
So let us be still, the first snowfall is here.
So let us be still, the first snowfall is here.
Here's the poem that I wrote for the occasion:
First Snow
When each day's new sun grows briefer and wan
The bleak evening moon, will glimmer with snow
And Crystal-like frost will shimmer with dawn
And hoarfrost will end the bright autumn show
And all will soon know, that winter is here.
And all will soon know, that winter is here.
When snow's first fall meets dim evening moonlight
Its falling, its falling, its silent, and still
And glimmers and shimmers to greatest delight
A falling, soft blanket that covers the hill.
We feel the great joy, that winter is here.
We feel the great joy, that winter is here.
Let us be ready, for bare winter freeze
Each stocked and prepared, each stocked and made ready.
An end to all playful diversion and ease.
The season is hardship, fearsome and heady.
For now we all know, that winter is here.
For now we all know, that winter is here.
'Round warm fire sitting, we come and we gather.
To share our good will, and wait for the cease,
Of this cold winter season, would that we rather,
Remember for calm - and remember for peace.
We are together, and winter is here.
We are together, and winter is here.
In its own way, it makes things more clear.
It shows us our love, and what is so dear.
There is no reason for panic nor reason for fear:
It is only the passing, the passing of time
That one true condition, of all that has been:
The dawn is the darkest, at the start of each year,
It still holds such promise, and reason for cheer.
So let us be still, the first snowfall is here.
So let us be still, the first snowfall is here.
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