Twould be an easy leap for me to take.
For like the stuff you lend the world a glow,
And happiness you with your count’nance make.
Though frost can give your tone a biting chill,
And wind provokes you to a freezing gust,
I find these acts a far from bitter pill-
Through warmth you fain to hold a lover’s trust.
So like the snow that blankets sparkling white,
And teaches cynics joy and students play;
Your presence kisses day and clings to night,
Makes one expect your everlasting stay.
But like the snow you with the world must part,
And leave the likes of me with muddled heart.