The season I hate most

Just as heaven drops a thousand White moulded purity.        Humans cling to their coats and jackets as their most treasured property.              An old woman downtown said it’s called the snow.                    I answered in confusion because yes I know, going home angry on how to let go of my summer dresses because of this chilling snow season.          As I go home to put a jacket on,I had to let go of my summer sexiness for quite a thousand reasons…… As I count the few dollar notes I have left………………..
My mom’s voice ranged like a telephone from the next room……. She said”Angel hope you had a nice day?”……………….
I replied.. yes mum,I hate the snow…. I hate the winter season