Futurama

They will tell their children
how snow flakes
fell from the sky
about their crystalline beauty
their soft crunch underfoot

about the glittering frost
in the mornings
the ice on the ponds
icicles hanging from eaves
birds searching for food
leaving tracks in the snow

they will talk of times
when people inhabited igloos
cut holes in the ice to fish
when holidays were spent
on snow slopes or ice rinks
mountains were white and serene

there were snow angels
snow men
toboggans
huskies drawing sleds

they will tell stories of glaciers
and icebergs
the Titanic
the Endurance
Mount Everest
and Mount Kilimanjaro

Futurama

blizzards and whiteouts
avalanches
ice roads and snow drifts

this
when ice cubes in drinks
are all that is left