A snowflake lithely collapses to the ground,
No human ear can hear the sound,
The earth's most beautiful melody is held silent,
And is crying to break way from this tyrant


A shinny silver bell rings out ostentatiously,
Boasting of its beautiful song not so graciously,
Announces its presence throughout the city,
The forgotten snowflake it does not even pity


A small little girl owns a shinny silver bell,
Heard a noise from behind her but could barely tell,
What caught her interest till she looked around,
There by her feet was a snowflake on the ground


The snowflake sung proudly, it was finally heard,
It was a small little girl that had been stirred,
She smiled at the tune, so humbly played,
So unlike the bell, in her pocket it laid


She took out her bell and shook it aloud,
The beauty of its music was veiled by a cloud,
Her hand let the conceited bell fall to the ground,


The snowflake's music had finally been found