s n o w

Effortless, I fall from the sky

Slipping & sliding though the air

Like a gossamer, crystalline confetti I blanket the ground

The horizon grows whiter, your vision is congested by me

Loved by all children, held in contempt by most adults...


I'm not much for writing poetry, but I liked how this turned out,
I wrote it sitting in a Panera, drinking coffee while I waited to go into work