My Songs And Poems (taking requests)

Some Prose to Snow

I can see your glittery fire, it's shine puts all the kids in awe, it's pride makes the adults shutter.

Your shiny fall gives hope to all, yet your absent thaw seems to bring only a frown.

I wear you on my head, like the palest crown and hope that someday, I'll get back my fun.

You'll wear out our streets, cool down our breaths, restore some wealth and go back to death.

You go with the flow as you hit your low and sometimes you shoot a blow, but your low's always slow.

You pile it all up inside, but one day you explode, and we're left alone, in four feet of snow.