Frank Ormond

There came a cooling autumn snow
that brought with it a winter glow
children played and sled through town
but night falls soon and all slowed down

Walking home, they passed the graves
like rows of soldiers strong and brave
and fearing what they came to mean
the kids then ran from the peaceful scene

Little did they come to see
a tiny snowprint by a tree
placed upon the dead man’s grave
a boy’s handprint remai