The snow was a cloud,

White and fluffy.

It fell from the sky, twirling like a ballerina,

As it landed with a

Plop

Onto the ground.

It covered everything in white,

Leaving the sidewalks as slick as ice.

It gathered together in clumps,

On tress, on cars, and on roofs,

Threatening to squish anything and everyone.

It fell on us as we walked,

Engulfing us in a cold, wet blanket.

It hugged us in a cold embrace,

Leaving us cold to the core.