The first Winter snow is freshly falling.
I watch the flakes tumbling to the ground.
Last years image is soon in recalling.
The first Winter snow is freshly falling.
Dreams of a fire freshly enthralling.
Try to listen for a snow flake’s sound.
The first Winter snow is freshly falling
I watch the flakes tumbling to the ground.
Snow flakes are tumbling upon my face.
I taste them as they land upon my tongue.
This moment turns into my sacred space.
Snowflakes are tumbling upon my face.
They melt in my mouth not leaving a trace.
In the cold freshness again I feel young.
Snowflakes are tumbling upon my face
I taste them as they land on my tongue
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Comments
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I really liked this, though to me it seemed just a little repetitive, and it ruined the flow a little.. But it was still a good write.. Very soft.. Like. snow..
lol.. Best of luck.
Angel
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