The Good Stinging Snow

Sweeps down over the school yard Suddenly, totally unexpectedly. At once, Squeals of delight, Exultant laughter from The cruel children there. They suddenly look up from their bullying of Their helpless, disabled class mate, And letting him be, instead the bullies smile, Up into the falling icy snow. Giggling, the distracted, pint-sized tyrants Catch snow flakes on their tongues, While their victim broadly smiles for The very first time that day, Catching the snow flakes that very same way.