Snow

Why is something so beautiful so cold.

The little froze tears falling to hit the ground,

Just like  white petals from the flowers falling on a surface of water.

It all seems unreal. 

Just as you go to touch it,

It melts away

Leaving nothing but a teardrop 

In your hand.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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