When I was about 5 years old.
I was standing in front of the big picture
window at my Grandmother's
 house, watching it snow. 
Like all children I was wondering,
 just why did it snow?
After asking my Grandmother this question,
she smiled ever so sweet and said this to me;
"It snows because Angels are having
pillow fights."
Oh how I was amazed at the thought of
all the Angels in Heaven throwing
pillows at one another.
Still to this day when I see the delicate
flakes begin to fall, my mind goes back to
that time I learned just "Why" it snows.