First Snowfall

Snow.
An absolutely peaceful fall.
A magic white blanket drapes
the bland, brown haggard world.
Monstrous barren branches,
now possess sugary enhancements.
The speed and swirl.
Stark, the unblemished street,
glimmers the palest pearl.
Is snow just flaked ashes
of ornately discarded dreams?
As the frozen moon, has a say,
haunting the storm with the most
angelic phosphorescent beams.
A peaceful enthrall to those who fall......