I look around me and I see nothing but white
Is this a dream? Am I imagining this?
Should I venture out, and look around? I might.
But I don’t want to become lost and missed.

I take a step, and to my surprise everything starts to take shape.
The trees are formed, and I can see the outline of the ground.
I see everything clear that mother nature makes.
It’s glistening and shimmering exceptionally proud.

I’m realizing now what I should have in the first place.
This isn’t a dream, not a dream at all.
It’s something so much more magical.
Why, it’s the first snow fall.