Tracks in the Snow

I love snow. It's so perfect and white, it shines and sparkles in the sun, and it covers the ground in a wonderful, angelic blanket. It covers the impurities and imperfections of this world, creating a world only seen by the truly lucky. I can't imagine a winter without being graced by the fluffy snowflakes that fall and "lay on my nose and eyelashes." As much as I know that I would get severe frostbite, snow gives me the biggest urge to just lay in it and watch it fall from the sky. I almost hate letting my dog outside because she gallivants around the yard, making tracks in the smooth landscape. But I cannot deny someone that excitement, not even a dog. Her eyes gleam in a youthful manner as they did all the time when she was a puppy. It gives me hope that she will never grow old and leave me.