Lampposts

One, two, three, four in a row
lit, oh, three hours ago
while the sun was a fading.
The light's now a blazing,
all a glow
four lampposts in a row.
And the snow falls.

They criss and cross and run around,
hustle and bustle but say not a sound,
oh where they'll go
I'll never ever know
These people
walking lampposts 'round.
And snow falls to the ground.

One, two, three, four I wonder why,
why where'd they put post number five?
But there it is right down below
as I crane my neck out 3rd story windows
There's a fifth
light flickers alive.
And snow falls to the ground - from the sky.

They flit and float and flutter down
small balls of fluff look for the ground,
they'll sometimes land on tips of tongues,
in many a pretty girl's hair they're hung.
Then, like a blanket, they snuggle the ground.
And snow falls from the sky - to the ground - all around.

-Ben Ankenmann
Date: November 19, 2008
Location: Hamilton