I swish and whirl,

Groan and howl,

I push snow down in a twirl;

The winds I make are strong.

It's hard to see through my blizzard white,

All damp,cold and snowy;

I'm only a snow and wind fight

Upon the valley below.

Bears don't know I ever pass by

In their sleepy hours;

While I float across the sky,

They never know I'm near.

After I go, I know it'll soon get warm,

When I leave a bunch of snow behind;

In a few months nobody will know that a storm,

Me,

Ever passed by.

                                                ~Mountainprincess