Young Writers Society

{This might get kind of confusing, but just so you know, I used the form of a girl to portray a snow storm, so be prepared for a weird way of writing.}


{Snow White}

The snow falls down,
Purest white.

It flutters down,
Out of the sky.

Landing softly,
Not a sound.

While all are sleeping,
Unawares.

All except a single girl,
Who only wore a nightgown.

She walked outside,
Into the night.

And as she walked,
She paused, looked back.

At the cottage,
Aglow behind her.

She smiled sadly
Shrugged and turned.

Walking far away
Without a word.

Claeren* was gone.

{* Claeren is Welsh for Snow White.}