Fragile

I pick up the snow globe,
and begin to shake it around.
I look at the sparkly particles,
soaring slowly all over the place.
The particles gently drift back down to the ground.
I turn it over,
and twist the little knob.
The Christmas tune begins to play.
It all looks and sounds so perfect.
So peaceful.

Yet it only lasts so long.
Less than a minute,
and it all ends.
I hear silence, and see the particles lying on the ground.
My finger begins to tap on the glass,
and it makes an annoying sound.
Nothing like the pleasant Christmas tune.
I begin to realize the heaviness of the globe,
weighing my hand down greatly.
It is all too much for me to handle,
and as I let go,
the snow globe crashes to the floor.
I am left with shattered pieces of glass,
And a mixture of water and sparkly particles lying on the floor.

It amazes me,
how something that seems so perfect,
could look so broken in a matter of seconds.