Poem -
Changing Seasons
Snowflakes fall
Each different shape
Touches the ground
With no mistake.
How fragile they are,
Each tiny drop
Of frozen water
Which seem to stop
Midair, they stay
As my eyes watch
The ice cold of
Their tiny spots.
Hold out your hand.
They melt and watch
As each snowflake
Becomes a raindrop.
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