Its cold in the twelve month.
When winter comes and Summer ends.
When the rays of sunshine turn to cloudy skies and chilly winds.
When the snow falls in a rush, a flurry of white.
Coming down hard on one dark night.
Still, it was a sight to remember, in late December.
As it rained down and looking up it was like staring into space, towards the universe.

I held my head back and watched the flakes fall.
Captivated by its never ending beauty as it came towards me.
Eyes closing when they pelted my face,
At a fast and non-yielding pace.
And I remember the calm feeling as it closed around me,
Because this is where I wanted to be.

I remember, standing under the light post just to stare,
At a world we all came to share.
So bright and smart, so beautiful from finished to start.
And I didn't mind being alone as I thought,
That I would give anything to capture this moment and hide it away,
To be able to look back on someday.

I remember the smile that worked its way to the surface,
When it snowed a little harder.
When it got a little colder.
Though my skin felt like ice,
The feeling I got from it was anything but displeasure, it was even kind of nice.

When I did finally move,
I glanced to the sky one last time,
Because this moment was all mine.
And I remember that ill always love the bitter cold and uncontrollable snow, in late December.