First Fall of Snow

I arise in the early morning And take my first glance out the window Beams of light piercing through Seem dimmer than usual With a whiter hue to it As I stare outside I realize The world of fall that I once knew The falling colored leaves The damp sidewalks and pouring rain The warm smell of cinnamon and crisp apples Being stuck in school, wasting away time And the fall breeze blowing gently through my hair Had all disappeared overnight The world was now a marshmallow blanket Everything around covered in powdered sugar The air was a refrigerator Having incredible density and crispness The cool and colorful fall was replaced In its space stood a frigid and cruel winter A change that came without warning Sneaking in silently through the night Greeting the weary awaking from their slumber The phrase "You don't what you've got 'till it's gone" Is marked by the first fall of snow