Fallen Pieces Of Our Clouds

               The universal cycle , beautiful in it's own way. Part  of the many cycles you are, we will always need you I must say. Tiny , very much little , pieces of slick ice , setting onto my flushed face. All of it's friends just falling into place. Cold, but brings warmth and happiness , such as the sun does when it's a cool day.  Brings excitement and joy to the kids that have been waiting forever to just play. Snow, oh snow, you bring movement into the air when you come down from your up. You hide many things but cause house holds to stay close inside engrossed by love. I look up to cloud filled skies,to find the place you are being unleashed from. As I close my eyes , begging for your soft , and icy flakes to come, I finds myself lost in you when I fall back into your cold embraces. I look forward to you every year, during the seasonal races.