Oh, how those snowflakes dance
As they plummet towards the land
When you wake up there is no sound to be heard
And I watch snowflake after snowflake fall to the ground
I live for the special day
When snow dumps down in feet
And no way for the snow plows to come in time
Then I can finish my homework.
There are days where snow doesn’t fall
And it doesn’t fall for days to come
A blessing to some, a wound to others
Those days, my soul is shredded
Then I sit in unwavering prayer (with a bag of chips)
A prayer for snow to come
The fantasy lingers everlasting
Dreaming of worn down skis and broken down toboggans
Then I realize this to be a mere dream
As my season of joy is months and months away
And so continues my mortal pain
For my heart will always be with the winter
And I’m too lazy to move to Alaska