Snowflakes
Snowflakes landing in my face
Why must you melt with such fast pace?
Why do you always fall so slow?
Where do you get that sparkling glow?
Oh you I'm landing on
Your face is warm I land upon
I always fall with style and elegance
The sun's reflects which gives me brilliance
Copyright © Shakema Griffin | Year Posted 2017
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