Snowfall

Puffs of clouds come snowing down,

it weaves a blanket so cold…

It sends a ripple of excitement,

this is a sight to behold!

Time freezes over, I stand mesmerised,

enraptured by its beauty…

Don’t call me inside to do my chores,

I’m on a break, I’m off-duty!

I’ve been magically trapped

in my grandma’s snow globe…

but I’m thoroughly enjoying this,

I’m no chiono-phobe!

I catch some on the palm of my hand,

so light to touch, like cotton candy…

I think to myself, it’s about time

I poured me some of that golden brandy.

O’ what fun it is, to walk

on a carpet of pristine white snow.

I just can’t resist making a few balls,

watching them hit as I throw.

I’m slowly freezing all over,

but there’s a warm glow inside.

I’ve had my fill but I’m greedy for more,

I can’t let this feeling slide.

The brain takes over,

‘I’ve had my fun in the snow’.

But the heart protests,

‘Stay a bit longer, don’t go.’