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Snow


As the snow danced around me I could hear the laughing of little kids A snowball fight is like the heat of the sun But every time a snowball hit a kid he Would scream as loud as a roaring fire As I stared at the sky It looked as if flakes swirling like a snow globe Once I took off my coat I could feel The soft sweet crystals slithering down my back My hands felt like a hundred degrees when the warm water hit them I could still hear the snow Tapping on my window Beckoning me to come back Into the snow
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