The cold bite of the wind from the due east,
overwhelming even the toughest man.
A white wall of frost, a forbidding beast,
to overcome this wall one needs a plan.
This winter beast, although, cannot be tamed.
Can be soft as a kitten, a warm shawl,
but as the wind bites, man's limbs can be maimed.
But cover up and it is a joy for all.
Fluffy blanket covering all the ground,
time for sledding as the white flakes whisk by,
and making snowmen with body so round.
Snowball fights until it is a dark sky.
The snowstorm is done, the fun has been had.
A snowstorm has good, but also some bad.