Snow is pleasant,
Except for the bitter cold.
How can something be so nice, yet be full of ice,
And bring an icy chill?
As for me, I love the snow,
But sometimes it is so cruel,
The snow's brilliance always has me in a daze,
That I would lose myself.
I don't want to be caught in the chill,
Yet I can't seem to stay away.
Curse the snow for being so marvelous.
