Chapter II-short story/flakes-

Oh what is this feeling I'm feeling right now
Its like there is no ceiling above
it isn't really appealing
Through this feeling I can see

Like a cat I sat down
near that clown
right beside  my crown
without a frown

I stare into the window
At these rare occasions
I see snow dancing limbo
And my eyes are glowing
Really showing my delight

Outside while its snowing
The wind is really blowing
Mother nature is showing
How we should be going

Whats the morale of this story?
I dont know
I really dont
Ask yourself
That's what I would do to myself