Head wind, cross wind starts to blow.
First freezing sleet, then comes a flow
Of twisting skiffs of sifting snow
That pile in drifts that shift and grow.
Wind-blown swirling spirals throw
The dazzling snowflakes to and fro,
A whirling curling dazzling show
Of swirling squalls of spinning snow.
Traffic slows to glacier slow
In blowing white-outs--we all know
The icy threat that gleams below
This swirling veil of slippery snow.
Head wind, cross wind starts to wane
Snow stops falling, starts again,
Then stops again: the blizzard's past--
We're home for Christmas Eve at last!