Snow Fall

Flakes fell, White like I know nothing off, I was slumped in their mound, My back had made a seat for me in there, As the mound was soft, I had a warm overcoat with cap on, They were falling over the cap and all over, Gathering on my surface and that nearby, Slightly cold and soothing, Numbing hand if held for long, I tried examining by naked eyes, Saw the flakes were in fact particles, Nice soft small particles, I simply lay there seeing them fall, After an hour they had taken over all, And all was pure pure white, Now I knew why such a fall, Always makes people go for a ball, They gather to see the color change, In a snowfall.