Anticipation fills the frigid air
The swollen clouds move sluggish fat and gray
Announced by Frost, who makes the roofs his lair
Then – look – a child cheers Today Today!
And all eyes turn to the sky. Floating white
So many little flecks so downy snug
Like feathers or a favorite robe pulled tight
Envelops, covers all; A stately rug
An alabaster flurry hides the sled
But not the merry shrieks of mirth and glee
Excited children; faces glowing red
Then stories, cider, time with family
Though time will never stop, and bodies fail
The memories of man retained in tale
The Good, Bad, and Otherwise 