Snowsflakes
Travel through air
As numerous as the stars
Each one is different from the last
Each one a new pattern
They glide down like white fairies
Laying to rest on the ground
Slowly the individual
Little ice crystals
Amass to form piles of snow
Coverving the ground
In a fine, cold white powder
As sunlight fades
Starlight takes its place with the moon over head
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Evocative! I love the passion, the depth you emote. Beautiful and succinct