FREE ESSAY ON SNOW

SNOW

Snow
Watching 
the falling 
snow, I sit 
with no thoughts in my head. 
Watching the forest being
covered in sheets of white, 
I listen to the silence of 
falling snow. Watching the 
day turn to dusk, I observe the 
faint lights twinkling like stars 
far away. Walking home in the
new covered snow, I leave marks like that of faint memories disappearing after time.
Walking along the trail, I see people hurrying 
from here to there. Walking in the frosty darkness, I 
wonder who is going where. Walking in the falling 
snow, I hear nothing but the crunching of snow 
under my boots.