The First Snow Flake

When the first snow flake has fallen
And all around is white
The neighborhood falls quiet,
Waiting for that first snow fight.

The trees now seem more vibrant
With each layer of fallen snow
And the fields that shouted greenery
Now lay quiet with newfound glow.

I’ve never felt so warm before
Even though the temp’s below
And the wind provides me comfort
With each cold breathe of snow.

Footprints line the streets today
Marking the passing of those who played
And tomorrow will be a brand new slate
And all footprints wiped away.