I'm no poet, but here goes nothing...
Before the Snow became bad
I watched birds flying all around outside my window.
Longest winter, coldest nights.
At last the days lengthen
I arrive to fetch my babes and the sun has not yet set!
Melt SNOW! Fall icicles!
Soon I will see to the left and right crossing the street.
Soon, in my spare time, I will be walking through the neighborhood.
Not long now.