The first flakes fell today.
They came down friendly,
Dusting the ground like powdered sugar.
Four of us went out and tasted them on our tongues.
They planted kisses on our cheeks and noses.
Tiny fractals glistened in our hair.
We inhaled promises hanging in the clouds
Of chilly nights, twinkling lights,
Men made of ice and angels outlined by it.
The anticipation made my heart sing.