Snow Love, No Glove Jeffrey Huynh Winter nights as cold as ice snow as beautiful as a bright blue sky on a sunny day yet I can only touch with a glove My heart is devoured by the striking truth but a glove I have not It just doesn't feel right No glove, no love I still want to feel its cold comfort but the pain chills me to the bone Enduring pain can lead to everlasting joy Unfortunately, touching the white angel can melt it away Is it true I'm too warm? I break down and cry snowflake tears My heart, my body turn cold One last touch Suddenly I'm the one who's melting Ode to Snow: My Phung Hoang Snow is bright as the moon Snow is a blanket that covers my village It is frozen tears falling from angels in heaven Snow is a piece of cloud smashed by shooting stars Snow is sugar melted from thousands of stars It is a hero that saves the ground's life from many feet