She's an elegant lady
with all her lace
forming the doilies
to cover earth's face.
Whisking the surface
(while not soiling her hem)
she brightens every
space she fills in.
The antecedent of cousin rain
who grinds in the ground
with her pounding refrain:
her touch, so light,
glides downward with ease
as you sit in her presence
she brings pleasantries
all the while
charming the scenery
into her bridal,
formal white -
she's an elegant lady
and the winter's delight!
