Stuff you haters. Snow is WONDERFUL. That is all I have to say. Except it is not. Because snow is the best thing ever. I am in love with the snow.
Morning SnowAs I wake from my sleeping haze,
What do I see through this window?
I draw the curtains and outwards gaze,
Upon a silent world of falling snow,
Snow is pleasure I cannot tell.
This snow is happy, sweet and soft.
Breaking the winter's icy spell,
Of cold and rain, of ice and frost.
Snow, so pristine, white and clean,
Virgin snow in drifts, untouched.
There the snow white dream lives on,
Across the fields, where the snow has brushed.
Not like rain, so harsh and blank,
Which squalls in torrents from the sky,
Snow but softly strokes the ground,
Where gentle snowflakes gently lie.
Snow banishes the fear and guilt,
The panicked worry, the busy mind.
Instead, I watch the flurries fall.
Across the sky, white blankets wind.
I could not say just what I see,
That stirs in me this untold joy.
But with this, the snow