The Night Before Christmas twas the night before Christmas when all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even Opuss the cat. All the cat bowls where placed in front of the chimney with care. In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there, with cat treats!
"White Stuff" Snow flutters everywhere Leaving a scenic view. I see it as a Winter Wonderland while others see it as white stuff. The freezing cold pierces my skin. My face shrieks for warmth, but all is silent. Silence Did you hear that? What do you hear? Nothing you say? Listen closely, Its "white stuff"