SnOwFaLL

Have felt the rain tickle,
now all I want is some snow
Seen the water puddle with ripples,
need skis, not paper boats.

That mountain seems so distant,
its peak shining as pearls aglow.
The sun rays stop the instant
they see the sparkle show.

Even with the blazing sun it melts down
turning into water so pure.
Into the streams, rivers and ocean,
hurriedly changing its course.

There all she tries is to be one
with the vast expanse of water
before being lifted by the sun
to fall back down next winter.