Snow Talk - Doug von Koss

So I said, “I don’t have a poem about snow
but maybe Snow, you got a poem about me?”
So Snow said, “You? You who hide out from me
in your always green, never freeze, home by the bay?”
So I said, “Hey, lighten up! You’re the first snow I’ve
seen in a long, long time. You caught me by surprise.
Suddenly everything white over night you know? ”
With an attitude that shocked me, Snow said,
“What’s wrong with white,
great overwhelming vistas of white?
White upon white ‘till you pray
for a touch of brown or blue!
But not today buddy, no not today.
Today you are mine, all mine
At fifty-five hundred feet.
Look at me.
Am I not beautiful?
Do I not take your breath away
doing what I do?
I am snow.
Perfectly impartial to all who know me
Yes, even to you who avoid me.
I am snow you fool
And I am beautiful."