Snow is so fascinating
It’s heavy enough to fall
And light enough to be swayed
Snow is so fascinating
It’s heavy enough to fall
And light enough to be swayed
I love how sparkly
The city is when you move
In close from above
Ripples and shimmers
A solitary boat speeding along
Leaving a trail of disruption
Another pulling along
With a frothy tail like
An airplane would
Leave in the sky
Glints and sparkles
Coming from below
Creating movement
From stationary buildings
And further out
A foggy, hazy, lazy sky
Like something out of a painting
Idealized smog
In a dusty hue
Too yellow to be orange
And too orange to be yellow
But hazy and fading
Nonetheless
One teeny bright dot
Approaches
After another
The entire horizon
Capped in rain clouds
Dripping slowly
It’s as if there was
A canvas of color
Covered in a drab gray
And someone erased
Just the lower 16th
As soon as one light
Becomes large enough
To be identifiable
As a plane coming in
For a landing
Twinkle, twinkle little star
Another plane is not too far