Silent snow flurries; a frenzy of anticipation all around,
Nothing quite like the prettiness of a white blanket on the ground.
Open skies letting snow fall, landing silently where it lands,
With spirited little minds, excited to hold snow in their hands.
Fleeting moments of excitement, but all too often the snow melts away,
Leaving plans for sledging and snowmen to await another day.
And all that remains, are some wet and slushy tracks,
Keenly wishing now for some drier weather to come back!
Everything can be seen through two lenses, even for weather this is true,
Seeing the beauty of everything, that’s the best someone can do.