It Snowed
I looked out of my window
And in front of my eyes
A glistening whiteness
Was an icy surprise.
Falling flakes had created
A monochrome beauty
Except for the colours
Of the postman on duty.
Once bare brown branches
Had their modesty saved.
Footprints were stamped
Where elements were braved.
Car shaped white sculptures
Stood frozen on drives,
Whilst lights on in daytime
Brightened up indoor lives.
Optimistic grass blades
Were trying to grow,
Small green survivors
Through a blanket of snow.
The air was so silent
The sky was obscured
By billions of snowflakes
Each one I adored.
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