Crystalline structures that resemble God
Each one so different, some slim and some broad
They fall down in flurries some fast and some slow
They each catch the sunshine and some start to glow
As you walk on the crystals they sure make a sound
They take over the landscape and become the background
When you lift them up high they’re light as a feather
But they only come out when it’s really cold weather
If you taste them the cold on your tongue can be felt
If you wait for a while they surely will melt
What else in this world can be so many things
From liquid to solid then to gas it does bring
Some people say it’s just some atmospheric vapor
Frozen ice crystals or flakes you remove with a scraper
White flakes that lie on the ground in a layer
Which you watch over as it falls like a real surveyor
What would it be like if snow didn’t fall
If we never had winter or a good snow squall
Then we wouldn’t understand nature and its beauty
Or the shoveling of snow and our natural duty