I didn't know it would not rain here

but snow,

I had to pawn my raincoat for the blanket

I thought a nice sleep would do the magic,

But it was the summit that we had to reach.

I was late, they left.

But i saw the footprints.

See, where she takes us

and watch what's coming,

It's an avalanche!!!!

I met the kind hearts,

They slowed down.

Voices from home said it was raining there,

How badly I want the rain.

"We need to mend the umbrella", said Mom.

Yes, mom.

But what would I do?

Its a conflict of seasons,

No one seems to be close enough.

The aim is long forgotten.

But why is snowing so different from raining?