IS it?

Is it rain on the window?

Snow on the ground.

Is it breath on the window?

Not making a sound.

Is it footprints we see

Is it feet on the floor.

The crack that we hear

when the ice starts to thaw.

Is it the  sound of the snow

compressed underfoot?

The feeling you get

when you just have to look.

Is it happy or sad? Frightening or not?

Is it something we see?

Is it something we’ve got?