Unsnow Poem

(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