Snow Of Beauty Sonnet.

I looked out of the window this morning,

Everything was covered in this white stuff,

The winter had come without a warning,

So today I’d have to get out my muff.

Out to the car I went, shovel to hand,

Clearing out this white stuff around the car,

Scraping the snow of which I had not planned,

We needed the car to not go too far.

So down the town I drove on the white roads,

Not much traffic around to be seen,

Into the car park where spaces there were loads,

The white stuff covered the park in a sheen.

Yes the snow had come to cause us new hell,

But its beauty covered us with its spell.