Snow

Snow, it keeps on coming......

Alone at home, I sit and wait
But my plans it does frustrate

It's beauty is amazing,
With storms of violent peacefulness
Entrancing those who gaze
The encapsulating glaze of glass
Is nature's photograph

I long to sled
I want to play
I yearn to laugh and sing.
The joy that friends and fellowship
Doth always seem to bring

But the winter isn't over
It's only halfway through.
It isn't that it's colder,
But it keeps keeping me from you.