The night is dark, the gifts are wrapped and the lights are high. The children are tucked into their cozy beds and the parents are drifting towards sleep as well.
Soon all the world is dark and eager with anticipation. Children dreaming of their presents soon to be unraveled.

But outside the minds of the innocent children. Outside the room, the hallway and even the house, lives beauty.

The Snowfall is Gods sugar falling from his cup of warm coco.
The Snowfall is a dancing ballet of tiny crystals.
The Snowfall is the frozen tears of the broken.
The Snowfall is a staining love that falls on the beautiful lovers.