"Wow!"

A poem about the beauty of snow.

"Wow!"

That's what I think when I look at the six inches of snow
that covers the ground like a wet, cold blanket...

"Wow!"

That's what I say when I look out at a beautiful meadows after the first snow...
The glittering trees,
the clear, green-blue frozen lakes...
The sharp, yet soft sound of snowballs that barely miss their targets.

"Wow!"

...And thats all that need be said, right?