Snowflake

Poetry
snowflake1
Drifting down slowly
Dancing in every draft
It began it's journey long ago
In a cloud that was so dark
In a warmer land it would be rain.
A big fat drop that comes splashing to the ground.
But now it floats every so softly
at leisure on its way down.

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