I looked outside to the grass
And my heart was delighted.
I said inside Free at last
Because the snow was invited.

I knew it was that appointed time.
For the snow to fall from the sky.
To coat the earth with white grime.
So it could be said, The snowfall viewed I.

But now was the time to shovel.
And I was hoping people would come.
But now I was going to be in trouble.
The shoveling would be done by one.

I took the shovel and went outside.
Lifting the shovel was like weights.
The snow had no where to hide.
But putting it on the grass went great.

Because it is the snow that makes the grass grow.
So the white grime this season is a must.
Believe me when I say this is divine snow.
Because Mount Olympus has fallen on us.