First Sight of Snow

A Poem by Andrea

snow: once so beautiful, and now...sigh...

I thought this year would be different
but Winter came just the same.
It started as a pleasant chill
but than the world became much too cold.

The beautiful fires
fell off of the trees,
and everything was painted
a shade of brown or grey.
Such a colorful view
that was plastered outside my window
has become so very, very dull.

The whispering wind
became quite demanding.
and the gorgeous sight of
snowflakes
became nothing more than a warning
that this winter has come much too soon.

And now I wait for the cold impact
to temporarily freeze our lives
and the snow to pill up upon
our happiness and motives.