Winter comes...

And snowflakes dance outside my office window.  Not falling, like earlier in the day.  Not drifting like they did the first time they came.  No, these occasional white dots of ice whisper down and around and up and about and over and under and in tandem as they play at seeing just how long they can keep from laying on the ground to vanish into the thousands that preceded them.  On the grass and rooftops, some of them have joined together in tender cover...the same on my little car as it sits on the street.  But the pavement and asphalt swallow up those that land there, as if none had never existed.  Yet still they come, almost laughing as they twist and twirl and tag each other in the gentle breeze, promising more and more will follow.  Lovely.  Lovely.