Blankets of fluffy snow are falling down,
Layers of pure white now cover the ground.
Tree branches bend, thick icicles form,
Little animals scurry home, trying to keep warm.

No quiet morning after such a silent night,
As children run, laugh, and play with delight.
Sledding, snowball fights, and snowmen as well,
The snow isn’t going to stop falling as far as anyone can tell

Children head home, tired from their play,
As an increasing darkness marks the end of the day.
Boots put away, coats hung up to dry,
As dark, angry rain clouds dominate the sky.

Rain starts to pour, the clouds here to stay,
As the white winter wonderland slowly melts away.
Not all hope is lost, the temperature dropping,
The snow falling once more, with no signs of stopping.

Morning brings soft, thin beams of light,
Revealing a beautiful end to a horrible night.
All traces of yesterday swallowed by rain,
Little children set to work to build it again.