"Lightly, so lightly the breeze does blow,
Driving softly flakes a plenty to and fro".
This is the snow storms we all like best,
Rather the blizzards which throw us the test.
Beasts these are with gale force winds,
Slicing and biting, razor edge thin.
Nothing to see even in the day.
Blinded by snow in every which way.
We sit in our homes and hope for the night,
The power holds, and that our