Snow

Soft and fluffy when it falls.

Wet, cold to touch, crunches underfoot.

White, very white.

Brightens up day or night.

Hides what lies underneath,

while footprints above reveal passing feet.

Be very careful how you go,

because its slippy in the snow.

Traffic on the roads compacts the snow,

from soft and fluffy to solid ice.

Be very careful how you go,

because crashing is not very nice.

As it melts it turns to slush.

Definitely not the time to rush.

Then there’s water everywhere.

Beware the danger and take care.

Nice to look at, nice to see.

But if one has far to travel, rather you than me.

Poetry for Your Pleasure

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