the cherry trees shiver, the wind is far too strong, the snow – so out of place
between late snowfalls, spring endures – snowdrops crack the ice, birds outsing the chilling howls
an instant blizzard swallowed the sunset – snowflakes smash on the window
snowflakes disappear on my lashes, on my har, in my cup of tea
how pretty was the snow in which grey horses roamed – now it melted, they are gone
I gasp, I shiver every year when first snow falls, every time I’m so bewildered…
Tiny raindrops fly in the blade-cold air and freeze to turn white and colder.
Snow is falling down quietly careless, relentlessly quick.