1 December 2012
God's frozen tears, Falling from the sky, Dancing to the ground, Where in a white blanket they lie.
On the delicate surface- A layer of intricate jewels, Glinting, sparkling softly, As the bright white sunlight spills.
Mystical snowflakes, Each intricately carved, Delicately melting, As the temperature is halved.
This marshmallowy white sheet, Is something known as snow, At night time it falls, And in the morning it glows...
This Thing They Call Snow... • Opuss № I