It’s -30 with the sun in the sky.
Looking straight at it I almost cry.
Floating snow, drifting down,
An airy blanket on our small town.
Blanket of diamonds, reflecting the sun,
You can wear a coat of diamonds if you run.
I tried going downhill with a sledge,
I got to the hill, until the very edge.
I had to stop and rub my eyes
To stop them from uttering joyful cries.
One of my tears fell and it glistened too,
Frozen on my cheek just like the ones that flew.
I forgot my frozen cheeks and toes,
Looking at the diamonds, my time froze.
Woken up by a friend asking “Why the cold tears?”
“The beauty took away all my worst fears.”