This is one of four haiku Shiki wrote in 1896 as he laid on his back, unable to so much as turn his head without incredible pain from the tuberculosis as it attacked his spinal cord.
We can feel his passion for the snow and child-like yearning to see it as he begs his mother and sister to give more details for his imagination.
I really love your haiku, I always learn something new about this wonderful country like Japan thanks to your posts, a hug ☺
Thanks Jose 😃 Glad you enjoy them.