'Twas the night


'Twas the night before...

ski day, and all through the town

every person was smiling; to be found, not one frown.

The snowcats were purring, plowing snow with care,

preparing four mountains for all around to share.


The snowbunnies were cuddled in their upscale suites,

adorned with real fur, authentic pears, but fake teats.

The kids, especially, were eagor for the day ahead

as they dreamt of big jumps and fresh gnar to shred.


When out in the cold, the silence grew louder;

For those who were up, it became visibly cloudier.

And then, as if answering every skier's wish;

One snowflake fell, then another, then six.