Little Snowflakes

Snowflakes

Pale and white

All unique

All so frail

One touch, and you melt away

Falling from the sky

Collecting on the ground

Icy white, covers the town

Born from cold

Ending by warmth

So beloved yet hated

A gift or a curse

There you are

Pale and cold

So dear frail

Little Snowflakes






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