Oh little flake of purest white
How soft you glide from heavens height
To rest upon the frosty land
And touch the world with icy hands
Oh with your brethren cold and crisp
The barest sight, the slightest wisp
Cascading through the wintry sky
‘Til at my feet you gently lie
Oh tiny snowflake, natures lace
How soft you fall upon my face
Leave diamond traces on my skin
Before you vanish with your kin.
Comments
jennifer | February 2, 2009 - 18:53
Whimsical, lovely, light - just like a snowflake.
What a magical moment captured, it was a joy to read!
p.s. great rhymes too!
J x
L G Meadows | June 10, 2011 - 11:27
Found with with the random click, how perfectly you captured a snowflake. Lovely!