Mother,What is snow, All I see is falling dust, When I look to the sky, I see it swirls violently, Father shuts himself in his room, But when he is out, He talks about how you are the snow, He says that you were so beautiful, That your tears are made of this thing called snow He says when someone leaves this world, They turn into something, When I leave, I want to be the rain, So that I can clean your frozen tears away, As I sit here looking for your face in the clouds, I cry my rain, And you cry your frozen tears, But as I weep, I clean yours away, It is beacuse you know, You know that, You are missed, I watch the clouds form and rain pour down, Someone will take my job, While I wait to leave this world, Mother, I miss you, Father wishes you would come back, But I am glad you are gone, I get to see your tears, Goodbye mother,The season has ended, With that, Rain