Snow in March

A gentle wind blows
One snowflake on my window
And I awaken

To see nothing but
White wonderland for miles
It is about time

I put on my warm
Coat and gloves and dance beneath
A snowy blue sky

I smile at the
Snow that greets me by falling
Slowly on my tongue

Snow, if you only
Knew how much you meant to me
You’d stay until June