Hey everyone! In the spirit of two blizzards, both of which left us without power, running water, and flushing toilets (lots of fun in a family of eight…), I wrote a poem focusing on the beauty of snow instead of it’s cold and power-killing qualities (it’s all about perspective π). Hope you enjoy it!
She dances with such grace,
Not aware of those who adore her.
One in a million, she blesses the earth.
What a beauty she is,
Frosting the world with her dance.
Lovely dressed and so intricate,
AΒ snowflake she is.
Keeping herself for the blizzard;
Entering the world as she knows it.
Snowflakes.
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