To a winter storms I miss...

It clads my window with a velvety white valance, laced with the crystalline icicles, 

some rounded, dusted with the puffy flakes, but others pointing sharply like sickles 

And I sit on my bed, by the window, and watch the cars in the parking lot get iced

as the winter storm caressingly drops the plush pristine blankets, all perfectly sized 

putting the mighty four-wheeled beasts to sleep, with a rather sharp raffling lullaby 

with a clarinet played by the whomping winds and the baritone humming a soft sigh.

The fallen flakes of snow would rise to dance to this tune, forming powdery motifs,

one moment they reel fiercely, then the next, they lie as calmly as the farm sheafs

Sometimes, it just feels like another chapter of 'My Life' has been turned too soon,

I would love a few more episodes of the bright snow shining at the midnight moon, 

of watching that fat brown deer dig a tiny dried piece of grass, buried safe and cold, 

and the groundhogs; those look like little-rolling branches, delicately brittle to hold,

Of the wind that howls like summoned by a powerful enchantress of the far Nord, 

blowing as if there is an earnest urgency- like there is a  mysterious flame to sooth, 

It blows like it wants to apologize- 'you know, I am gentle, but you must understand'  

passing hastily, even those subtle frangible snow feels like the coarse prickly sand

Sometimes, I candidly wonder if the piling flakes of puffy snow have a healing verve

as I watch the snowflakes perch the undressed branches, on their sunburned curve

swaddling its wounds with a cool tranquillizing frost, pressing on their sky-ward side, 

while probably blocking the doors to the little wood-holes where the squirrels go hide 

perhaps the howling wind daunts the little brown and black Rabelaisian nut pixies, 

for occasionally, they do attempt to leave footprints on the impeccable snow carpet,

serine but unrest, calming yet fierce, delicate snowflakes yet harsh with wind-lashes

Oh, you northern storm, come as often as you can, with your soft white snow splash