Queen Snow

Queen Snow comes in slow.
One flake, then another.
Soon, Snow flies faster, faster, FASTER!
The trumpeting howl announces her arrival.
And Snow falls into a neighborhood, greeting all that see her.
Snow covers up the grass and lets the grass slumber.
She makes a picture perfect postcard, like those seen at Christmastime, her beauty sparkling in the moonlight.
Eventually,
         Snow

falls

down.

She clears a path so all may see.
And
         then

Snow

stops,

leaving her work for all to critique or admire.