Of course the frost is beautiful as such:
a virgin white that’s covering all land,
enough to make me have warm feelings and
appreciate the warmth of home so much.
It’s really nice to see the Winter’s touch
and watch the snowflakes falling, as they strand
on windowpanes or melting in my hand,
the colour that emerges when they smutch.
But now, for weeks it has been cold and bad
on roads with people falling everywhere,
so I don’t see the beauty it should add.
To go outside! And see some green right there!
I’m done with Winter’s reign. I shall be glad
to know that white stuff’s really getting rare!