The White Falling Snow

It falls, falls through the barren trees It attacked with its silent warning It falls for everyone awake to see And brightens an otherwise dismal morning Softly, yes softly it settles with ease No noise it makes with its descent Falling straight as there’s no breeze Which really adds a nice compliment Falling, still falling as white now covers all The black of the wet bark shines on the trees As the whiteness continues it earthly fall And whiteness is all we now see Gingerly, tenderly falling, yes falling No sound as stealth now has control The sight is refreshed and not appalling Perhaps I may soon have a snow casserole White, yes white is the ground and surroundings And still it filters slowly to earth Maybe, just maybe spring will soon be resounding It falls, falls through the barren trees It attacked with its silent warning It falls for everyone awake to see And brightens an otherwise dismal morning