Up here in Ohio it is supposed to snow for the next few days. I love the first snow, it is so pure, so innocent. It made me think everything going on right now.

This poem came to me as I looked to the sky at the storm/snow clouds moving in as the sun tries to push its way between them and shine down on my face.

I am not much of a poet, but every now-and-then my mind lets me. Here is the result.

Snow

Snow falls down

Covering our hearts

Blinding our eyes

Like innocence

It covers the bad

And hides the ugly

Turning everything pure

Untouched

Like innocence

It stays that way

Until it is ruined

By people

Snow falls down

Onto a grave

Helping to hide the pain

Helping to guide

Us to justice

Softly the sun rises

Over fields of white

Glistening rays of hope

Like innocence from the sky