The snow fell last night
It covered the roads and other manmade stones,
As blades of grass fought against its might.
The forecasters warned us all.
The build-up was strong as the storm moved along,
and the winds pounded against the wall.
The clouds rolled in as the day progressed,
Something changed, something strange.
Thunder and lightning gave none rest.
The snow fell last night, and today,
or was it ash and flakes?
Thundersnow or bombs being blown?
A monger returning to his old ways.
The snow fell last night,
a blanket of white silence sent by a Russian Prince,
to show Ukraine his might.
