Snow is Coming

  Snow is coming, welcoming a winner to begin,

to rest over the plains and blanket it in white,

So beautiful that I can hardly imagine it again.

I close my eyes to see my world dazzling in white.

I worry not about the shovels or danger I face,

I only hope to see the world through different eyes.

I await my friend, winter, to recreate this place,

If snow is coming, for me, Christmas will arrive.