Crisp, gentle snowflake, gracefully down, you float.
Meandering on chilly breeze
In ornate, frozen coat.
Your lightening-white, bright plumage,
Plumping up the ground,
Can you help make the softest pillow ever to be found?
It pains that such a stunning form can disappear from view,
A downy feather falling, swirling, whispering, “Adieu!”
This tiny winter wonderland and all the joy it brings,
A fleeting moment caught in time, replaced by angel wings.
18th January 2019
Dress me in exquisite lace,
Let finest threads adorn my face.
Drape the sumptuous velveteen; chic, vibrant colours, mine to glean.
Around my neck place pearls & gold, the most expensive to be sold.
Why trade this for the life I own, for walking through this place alone?
The only riches I could need, are here, my soul has woken, freed!
17th January 2019
It’s the perfect day, I’m digging for diamonds!
But oh! What a big shock I got!
Before I could even reach for my spade,
I spied them all sitting on top!
They sat there, bright, twinkling, and calling me on,
I must fill my pockets, I thought!
Right then something hit me, but what will folks say? My sly little plan could be caught!
I stood, cold, & wondered, at just the right time,
From behind dark clouds came the warm sun.
I turned round to ogle my diamonds, once more, & couldn’t believe…they were gone!!
17th January 2019
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Silver, see-through droplets run slowly down each blade,
Shining like bright diamonds, under hedgerow, field, and glade,
But soon they flow together, like a tiny river run,
Drip, drop onto soil, or puddle, waiting for the sun.
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