Written in 2010.  Must have been really bummed about something.  Glad I don't remember what it was exactly:

Hope

Snow will fall tonight.
It will blanket
troubled teens,
a troubled husband,
a troubled self.
Snow,
cold as it is,
can warm our souls
like comfort food
bringing
goodness
giggles
and joy.
Balls of snow
will hurl from our fingers
splat on our coats
and melt the freezing frenzy
of despair.
It will snow tonight.

I hope.