Dripping down the fresh grass
The mist, snow or water survives
Every night forms a white mountain
Towards noon, it melts as water.

As strong layer of ice in River T 
It attracts people around to fish
As glaciers folks truck above it.
It pleases the eyes as snowfall.

But for natives, it's colorless,
It's white everywhere it's cold,
In roads they fell, vehicles stuck
And above all it brings diseases.

The clothes needs dryers and plants
Are kept in indoors making clumsy.
Glaciers and snow turns disastrous
For natives it's a period of woes.

But snowy folks fail to survive,
Under the hot summer, it's calamity
The cries of heat causes burns and
Scarcity of water supply affects.

So, what's normal in earth? It's...
No-one knows, and keeping the woes
We search everyday for the paradise
That's nonexistent from creation.