Snowflakes.
Images Annie Mitchell Scotland January. 16th 2024
Snowflakes
I watch them
float slowly
Softly landing
Right beside
Where I am
Standing
Each one larger
Than the next
Each flake
Special no defect
White pure
Soft to touch
Nature gives
Us so much
Pleasant to see
Cold to hold
Melt with heat
A story book
Of love waiting
To be told
Patterns unique
Many newly
Born in shapes
Of a star
Open my hand
One shall fall
No need to
Speak
One Snowflake
Said it all
©
Annie
The Poets Tree



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