I woke up this morning.
It was pitch black, I could see nothing.
I went to my door and opened it,
Only to be barraged by light.
Snow had fallen.
The light from the lightpost gave the snow a glorous luster.
Crip and fluffy.
Freshly fallen snow, untouched by animals or humans.
So calm and serene.
How could something so beautiful be so hated?
After all, it closed our school.
It was pitch black, I could see nothing.
I went to my door and opened it,
Only to be barraged by light.
Snow had fallen.
The light from the lightpost gave the snow a glorous luster.
Crip and fluffy.
Freshly fallen snow, untouched by animals or humans.
So calm and serene.
How could something so beautiful be so hated?
After all, it closed our school.
