Wet warm snow
Slipping through the moist Texas air
Sizzling on the sunshine scorched concrete
Warm snow tickling my senses
Big fat drops splooshing on the ground
Singing spring time songs
In the soggy sunlight
A choir of wet snowdrops
All together as one
Living in the moment
The only moment they will ever live in
Before hitting hard earth with all the sounds of wet and warm
Onto any imaginable surface
Kissing umbrellas as they drip down
Flying off hats' brims
Back into a flurry of voices
Gravity pulling for their lives to end
To join the others in a puddle
To reach their final destination
Forever in peace in their awfully low down heaven
Countering the very lives that we live
Willing to embrace and accept all differences
Unimaginably happy,
Even though their whole lives were just one great downfall.