Night's here when the snow comes

It's white out. It's almost still in the air, falling down between the street lights. So soft you almost can't see it, so soft you almost can't feel it. It's careful snow, it's got all the time in the world. Tiny, fluffy snowflakes, once caught they will melt before they are seen. The world will be clean tomorrow, for a few hours while the people are sleeping and the cars are quiet. This is peaceful snow. Peaceful snow in a troubled world. Tomorrow they will fight again.