Snowflakes hang in the air
As though suspended
From invisible cords
And they move my hand
To try and write these words
To describe my love
For you and them, who are
So dear and special
They seem to flit around
In a thousand ways
Caught by the tricks of air
To fill me with joy
Like you, my precious girl
So unique and kind
Lovely as a snowflake
Yet perhaps more rare.
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Author:
dbremner (
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- Category: Love
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Comments1
Wow. It is VERY sweet. And I LOVE your comparing your sweet girl to a snowflake in all its tender transient delicacy. Yet contrary to the snowflake, may she never melt away into nothingness. I love how you imagined/presented it all...it is so perfect. And sweet.
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