Poetry - my silent dreams

Snowflakes

something out there
falling
dancing
gently to the ground

it's looks so different
fluffy
soft
everything is white

children run around
laughing
playing
covered with the white

collecting and shaping
balls
figures
made of the white

all look different
outside
today
starting a new season
a blanket of snow

by Liz Vefall


Written 11th November 2003

 
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