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.