Longing For May

The snowflakes tickled my nose as I walked home from school that day, I laughed thinking of how May is so far away. When the snow wouldn’t be here, And I could finally be able to see clear. The snow sang a sad song, Even though it wouldn’t be long till the birds would be singing their song. The snow was as white as the paper I was writing on not that long ago that day, Hoping to get my work done before I would be sent home until the next day. When hopefully the snow would be gone when we could all play, In the green grass that we see in May