it's all gone
And just like that, the snow melted away, leaving behind no traces of it on my window and the roof.
Oh how I wished it had stayed on more.
How I wish I had stayed up all night,
Watching it swirl and swoon outside my window,
Before deciding to settle on the glass,
Forming patterns before trickling down onto the ledge.
But alas, it is all gone,
If it were not for the remnants of slush on the ground below,
I would think it was all but a dream.