Snow

By kevin wilson •
Snow
See if you can tell
Who or what I am
It’s a guessing game
So try I know you can.
I fall like lace from the sky
Bringing magic to the trees
I blanket all the hillsides
Where people use their skis
I come in the wintertime
I’m very cold and white
And when your out during the night
I shine like silver in the moonlight
Sometimes I am wet and soft
Sometimes dry and hard
But neither makes a difference
To the snowman in your yard
You can see me coming
From very far away
Foretelling my arrival
Are clouds a pinkish grey
And when its warm and sunny
I quickly melt away
But don’t you worry, sonny
I’ll be back some other day.
What Am I?