Snow

Soft, white snow,

Falling from the sky.

Coating the ground and trees,

In its luminescent shine.

The birds tweet happily,

And children run about with glee.

School is closed,

And all is well,

And the sun begins to shine.

A/N: I had a wonderful dream last night, which this poem is based on. Needless to day, when I woke up I was quite dissapointed that it wasn't true.