Snow Is Falling, Gently Drifting

Snow is falling, gently drifting Outside my window tonight All is silently illuminated By flickering outer lights. I sit and watch it mesmerized Like a Siren's unheard calling Drifting, blowing here and there With no soon apparent halting. I press my nose up against the glass To feel its cold surprise I watch the flakes blow against my pane Its warmth, their quick demise. Suddenly out of nowhere I see a snowflake brighter than the rest Bigger and more beautiful An unusual shape and breadth. In the midst of all these snowflakes This one caught my eye. One small tiny snowkflake Much different from the rest. I saw it shining against the moon That one small tiny snowflake What was a second, seemed quite awhile Its beauty caused my heart unrest. I see this gorgeous snowflake I see its unique individuality I see it caught up in this storm Of its doomed reality. *For my friend who knows who she is....who is the fight of her life with cancer right now. (January 16, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin) (c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved