Poetry of sorts

Snow

12/16/20

My street is covered, by layers of blankets of snow.

All around, from the ground so low to the roofs up high.
The snow hovered, almost like it was going to wrap you up and cover.

The roads became slick,
and the feeling gave off chills.
No one would dare to walk quick,
for what awaited them was a thrill.

With the cold air, passing through ones hair.
You couldn't help but feel delighted and scared.

But no one seemed to care,
if they were to tumble.
For if they ever slipped,
it would just be a stumble.

It was exciting,
to see snow once again.

How long has it been?
I can hardly remember myself.

It's nice though,
and quite fun as well.
It's a change in our boring flow,
as the year ends not so swell.

With this new weather though,
the neighborhood can be in delight.
For the numerous activities in the snow,
can be a chilling and thrilling sight.

So as I go to sleep,
to the sleet rain banging on my roof.
I hope you a nice day or night,
Wherever you might be,
I hope your end of the year will be filled,
with hopefully just a little glee.