Written by: Liz Walsh

When first it fell - all powdery white
I loved it.
Skipped playfully making snowmen
Throwing snowballs
Giggling youthfully
Took a million photographs
Went on Facebook
Told my stories
Listened to theirs
And then the thaw came
Fell painfully
Slush saturated
Older stiffer
Confidence gone
I dream of summer