Snowflakes, like bits of lace
Parachute from the sky
Ambling gently on a breathless sky
Covering the ground at a slow pace
And I, full of dreams and hopes,
Watch the world become blanketed
In white, once again to sleep
To grace us with rest and comfort
The chill Earth lies beneath
Expecting to become paused
Largely frozen in the stupor
Of winter
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