Storm of Night

From the West it came, huffing and puffing,
The wind noisily driving the snow.
The air was cold, the ground was wet,
But still the white did lay.

For a day and a night, the flakes layered the ground.
The roads, soon were covered and white.
The plows ran slowly down the tracks,
Left by brave wanderers in the night.

But then from the East came the sun,
To hush the wind and settle the snow.
The travelers once again did ply
The roads again to their destined end.

**NH**