Speck
It creeps up unnoticed,
Just a speck on your lash
You blink when you feel it,
Yet it’s gone in a flash.
It has places to travel,
Over treetops and paths,
To the mountains it whirls
And growls with its wrath
It flutters quite gently
Across valleys and streams
And makes a quick stop
At a hopeful kid’s dreams
Once it settles, it chills
And makes your knees shake
This mischievous traveler?
Just a tiny snowflake.
Copyright © Dale W.B. | Year Posted 2011
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