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The juxtaposition of snow falling and the conversation/relationship of mother and child is simply, beautifully rendered/imagined. Another poem of yours that I wish I had written.
S2 is where the heart of the poem is, imo. So much is implied and is latent in that stanza. It nearly tips the poem over with its heaviness, but doesn't. The poem moves on. The snow continues to fall, finally covering over what is unsettling in S2.
In S4 I was startled to see the N standing, it seems, outside in the snow, like a child would. It may not be your intent, but it works beautifully for me.
The final words, "at least for now" are both unsettling and comforting.
You've worked magic with this one.
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