It was snowing that day, I know it!
You can argued, dismissed, or accused me, I know it was snowing that day.
The snowflakes were full and fluffy as they slowly glide with the wind onto the ground.
I was standing with them in the cold as they pile up, so I know it was snowing that day.
I crouched beside them and watched them sparkle and shine as more and more joined. It was snowing that day.
The wind never soared, just drifted, around me and around the people and around the city; bringing the snowflakes everywhere they go.
I know it was snowing that day. A snowflakes found my eyelashes and landed on them. I watched it as it slowly melted from my body's heat.
Something so close and so true, you can't possibly say it wasn't snowing.
You can't say that the little crystal flakes are just ashes.
You can't dismiss them as what's left of the Willis Tower.
It was snowing that day!
I know it.
I was there.