SImiles

It's strange that I could never know it's snowing
Given the fact that everything outside
Is white. But there's no earthly way of knowing
Without a line of sight; and I can hide
Within my chamber with the blinds drawn down
Until I feel the need to venture out
Which is so seldom. If the world should drown
In white, white snow, I would, there is no doubt
Have no idea of it. I happy in my room,
If ignorant; but sometimes that's a danger:
I must, as children do, exit the womb,
And find what I discover there is stranger
Than I imagined. All is wet with snow
And like a baby, I don't want to go.