The first Snow fall

The air in the room began
to get crisper
Alerting me to the snow storm
Outside my window.

Looking out the windows it
was natures most beautiful
show
Lacy crystallized dew drops.

Feather light floating upon the
motions of the wind.
Quietly kissing the frigid window
panes.

Seeing them lightly touch the
glass before me
In awe I watch the dancing
flakes silently mounting.

I envy their beauty all one of
a kind.
Moon beams placed upon the
fallen snow add white on white.

I couldn't contain my excitement
much longer.
I dressed in white opened the
door and felt the iridescent natures
delights. Melt on contact on my face.

Feeling somehow part of this
I find myself falling back
landing ever so lightly
Swinging my arms and legs
I make a snow angel

The cold is bittersweet
I stand up running towards my door
Once back inside I strip down
and stand by the fireplace.

My cheeks take on a golden glow
[both sets]
Bending over I allow my hair to fall
clear to the floor.
Shaking my head the waves look
like wheat in the fields on a windy day.

Hearing a sound I stand up quickly
My hair falls down around my body
As I look and see the intruder.
The deer seemed to have stared
at me as I had at the snow.

Winter truly is a wonder of beauty.