Snowflakes
There are two similar snowflakes,
they`re dancing in the frosty air.
And childish joy them merry makes
in such a menacing and hostile era.
Persecuted flocks the wind severe
then will sweep impassively aside.
On the sly those naughty disappear,
rest will come soon in the clear sky.
Copyright © Oleg Borisov | Year Posted 2009
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