The Snow and The Crow

I had to do a bunch of poems for a class

I walked outside into the snow
The sun making it glow
The inspiring beauty it shows
On the trees the wind blows
Through the air the beautiful snow flows
As I throw
Snowballs that come and go
On the tree branch of snow sits a crow
In search of food the crow looks to and fro
For nourishment to make him grow.