Dancing lightly the sky is their ballroom
Whirling and floating they don’t ever stop
Some twirl ‘round each other like bride and groom
Sadly their dance halts soon at a tree’s top
Laying upon its outstretched branches
They wait for other guests to come arrive
More have also stopped their dances
Forcing others to take a plunging dive
Into the snow they land without a sound
Covered in an endless garden of white
Remaining alone and still until found
A gloved hand wraps around the snow tight
And a child joyfully licks their treat
Grinning as they enjoy their snowy sweet