Story of a Snowflake

Thu, 12/03/2020 - 03:18 -- azco

It was so quiet,

snowflakes were slowly falling.

With each passing minute, 

I started to feel warmer and warmer.


It was like the snowflakes were 

the reason for the warmness I felt. 

I asked a snowflake, 

why you look so sad in this beautiful night? 


She didn't say anything,

but her tears were enough to know

she was missing her beloved just like me.


I wonder how many nights,

she spends missing him.


In the end, everything becomes so cold, 

as she slowly died waiting on him.




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