My tail swished through the frosty mess
As I moved through my frozen home.
I clumsily pounced, sunk, and tried again
To find a sturdier place to roam.
I looked up at the heavy gray skies,
And at the tumbling white stuff
Falling from the heavy clouds
And burying the land in strange fluff.
My siblings pranced around in a daze,
Just as deeply confused as I,
At this sweet new ground sticking to our paws
That was falling from the sky!
Flop! And I was sunken deep
In a chilly cave of splendor;
My mother laughed and dug me out
As I looked around in wonder.
Our chubby paws, frozen noses,
Our matted fur and icy faces,
Looked around for one last time
At our paw prints and the sculpted spaces.
We young ones were not ready to leave
This brand new world we had yet to know.
Truly, nothing can compare to the fun
Of a leopard cub playing in the snow.
