Wednesday, February 11, 2004
Penned this simple poem while waiting at the end of my driveway as snow swirled around my head. It reminded me of when I was a kid and used to lift my head to the sky and stick out my tongue to catch flakes. I wonder how bad snow is to eat? Does any science fanatic have this information?
Snowflake
Falling from above
Snowflake
Landing on my glove
Snowflake
Signifies our love
Fresh and new
Like nothing else
Snowflake
Snowflake
Please
Don't Melt.
T.M.K
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