Filling the sky and the earth below,
Over the housetops, over the street,
Over the heads of people you meet.
Beautiful snow! It can do no wrong;
Clinging to lips in frolicksome freak;
Beautiful snow from heaven above,
Pure as an angel, gentle as love!
How the flakes gather and laugh as they go
Whirling about in maddening fun:
It lights on the face and it sparkles the eye;
Snap at the crystals as they eddy around;
The town is alive, and its heart is aglow,
To welcome the coming of beautiful snow.
--Joseph Warren Watson