Little Things Can Die In The Snow Poem by Patti Masterman

Little Things Can Die In The Snow



Little things can die in snow
Almost undiscovered,
Sometimes completely covered.

Fragile wings cease to beat-
The world is so unkind
To the quiet lives of tiny minds.

Please don't let them go forgotten
But let them be remembered as a treasure
Of brief duration but limitless measure.

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