snow.

I wake up intending to go to uni. The snow is laying there. Stopping me from leaving. Im stuck in a new house, a new place. Although I'm welcome to stay, I didn't wanna impose. Well I'm here now. In her bed, she's asleep. Her tiny body is resting, I can hear every breath. The children next door have the day off too it seems. I can hear jolly laughs and cheer as they discuss the snow and play outside. 

Whenever the snow falls and sets, nobody is mature. Everyone has the temptation to throw a snowball at someone, just for the smiles and banter. Everyone has a child inside them.