Softly falls, wet, icy lace
Slipping down with silent grace
Spilling onto earth with white
Turning all the dark to light.
Sparkling shapes drop to the ground
Gently building a silver mound
A hill of white, silent, serene
Changing the bare and empty scene.
Softly falls wet, icy lace
Tumbling down with charming grace
Shimmering into a frozen day
Alas, this ethereal state can't stay.
Linda Hurdwell is a retired lady who lives in Ascot, Berkshire, England.