It snowed last night
But it didn't storm

Frost kisses my windows
And a light dusting has my walnut trees transformed

I have no desire to do anything but lay under my covers
Where its warm

read the book that has my fingers stiff from late night air

Or stay in a comfortable state
Of half asleep and half awake
Wondering how to tell dreams from reality
Real life from fantasy

I can't be bothered to be bothered
Because it snowed last night
And that makes me really happy