First Snow

A fragile crystal of white

alights upon a soft pink cheek.

One melts away

a million of its brethren remain

so unlike

anything she before has seen.

She watches from behind

her delicate lashes,

as silently,

and slowly,

a blanket falls upon the world,

her world,

transformed.

The light in her eyes,

amazed,

mystified.

She smiles

with a joy

no less pure,

than mine

watching her.