
Tiny starshapes of white
Chilled ice crystals falling
Dribbles of delight
Snowflakes melt on my fingers.
I try to see them up close
Such minuscule art
Unique, each one a miracle
Alas, my skin’s too warm.

Tiny starshapes of white
Chilled ice crystals falling
Dribbles of delight
Snowflakes melt on my fingers.
I try to see them up close
Such minuscule art
Unique, each one a miracle
Alas, my skin’s too warm.
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Cool little poem. I like it a lot. xxx
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