Snow Devils

An observation out my window on a blustery, snowy day of Snow Devils (small snow tornadoes for those who mat not know. This is true.

                 

 All alone on a winter's day,

just outside the snow devils play.

They race and whirl to and fro,

some are fast, others slow.

 They seem alive in a sprightly way, 

as in wild abandonment they play,

and I often wonder if they know,

that all they are is drifting snow.

   

Author's Note

Please, I welcome all CIVIL, constructive criticism, try to hold insults as they are neither. Although if you feel strongly an insult in order as well as constructive and in order please include an explanation of why this is.
On the lighter side, compliments to gushing adoration is more than welcomed too ;)