(So titled
because I never use the word, snow)
Cold and frosty,
it silently falls
"It's
coming down!" excitement calls
Wonder covers
the earth
temporarily
increasing worth
Children
building and a man is made
The balls are
ready, but I'm not afraid
I have my own
weapons to hurl away
If only this
whiteness could stay
Dear bright
covering, you blanket of white
How I love the
way you paint the night
The quiet
loveliness our world knows
but I love it
also when it goes
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