Snow

The day begins
Bright and anew
Little did we know
Something was brewed

Up in the heavens
Down to the Earth
Something cold
Something wet
Something just like hearth

A magical white
A magical blur
Entered the world
In a cycle, for sure.

A series of flurries
A battering sensation
Something extraordinary
One of God's creations

It fell from heaven
Down onto the earth
It had no name
When covering dirt

The world made vast
It was opulent
Snow it was called
And yet still so glamorous...