Snowfall Poem by Edwina Reizer

Snowfall, snowfall
So sparkly and white,
Snowfall, snowfall
Came in the dead of night.

Slowly it came down
Silently on the ground.
It was so quiet.
It never made a sound.

Morning came.
It’s then I found
The snow was so high
That I was snowbound.

Nothing to do
But look at the snow
And wonder how long
Before it would go?

Everything clean
No footprints were seen.
A snowplow was heard.
I knew it would mean

The snowfall, snowfall
So sparkly and white
Would be scraped and piled,
Not a nice sight.

A few hours of beauty
Would soon go away
For anything beautiful
Never seems to stay.