Earthward they fell So many flakes of white.
The forest enhanced with accents to delight.
Even trees long dead whorled with new light.
Pine saplings bent over shortening their height . . .
Mimicking hemlocks, who were ever so slight.
Flakes piled upon shrubs in a manner upright,
While others dangled defying gravity's might.
Meanwhile, the flying snag prepared to take flight,
Just as the oak leaf grabbed a blanket for tonight.
In the midst of it all, calm water reflected varying light,
While flowing water offered a beautiful sight.
Feeling giddy about this snowstorm I made a tree sprite.
In fact, I made two with the intention to make others' days bright.