Saturday 4 December 2010

Snowflakes

I grumble at the snow, and it causes chaos. But there is also a beauty and magic there...

Snowflakes

Winter wonderland, a pattern
Of white flakes falling softly
And in the night, a lantern
Gleaming flame so warmly
 
I dance in the white dust
Beneath the silver moon
As, sparkling in each gust,
Flakes settle forming dune
 
The brittle air is so sharp
Frost lays a lightest hand
A sound of winter's harp
Soft snow upon the land
 
Snow memory, snow flakes
Silence thought, all it takes.
 

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