A single, silver, shining flake
meandered its way down.
His brothers, then did follow thus
and landed on the ground.
His sisters too, on Zephyr's mount,
did leave their lofty home
and all the whitened flakes fell freely-
and freely did they roam.
And who was I, but spectator
of such terrestrial event.
And all the world became like wool
wherever snow was sent.
Author notes
option 4
A contest entry
- Life Is Beautiful. [Eight Options.] by La Tua Cantante.
545 points, ended March 12, 2008, 29 entries
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I love your style of writing. You tend to be very classic, it's so refreshing.
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Very nice, Rudy!! The snow is so beautiful!!!
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