The Sand Hill Review               http://www.sandhillreview.org 2009

The Day the Drought Ended

He had gone suddenly

Up to snow country.

Nobody knew, and then, nobody knew why.

His body was brought back to the valley

To a region that’s never known snow,

Yet snow began to fall over Fred’s open grave.

Soon the valley too was covered with snow.

That following Sunday I went to church

To pray for brother Fred’s soul

And there, programs were handed out that read:

“Tho your sins be as scarlet

They shall be as white as snow.”

He had gone suddenly

Up to snow country.

Nobody knew, and then, nobody knew why.

Ollie Mae Trost Welch