The colour of snow

The colour of snow is not quite white
It changes with the sun and the moon in the night
It floats around as light as air
Reflects the sun with brilliant glare
From the sky so delicate it came
There are no two snow flakes the same
It pleases the mind and inflames the heart
And once together will never part
It’s moulded in to blocks of snow
For parts of buildings they can go
Cut in to statues for the finest art
When in the heat it all departs
Weeps in to water and starts to flow
Then down the drain it all must go
Do not despair I here you say
It’ll be back again another day