Snow
Like snow I was born pure and white
I was innocent and full of delight
But though I have only been on this earth for a little while
I have already begun to loose my smile
Like snow on the ground
I am dirty
Dirty with what I've found
This harsh reality
For the first time I feel the air
The cold air
The loniness
The lowliness
For the first time
I hear the clock chime
Time is ticking away
I slowly melt away
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: