Snowflakes of different designs, individualistic in
their varied patterns and desires.
Blooming as they fall from heaven's realms, showering
earth with their beauty as they fall and stick together.
Always creating snow drifts of many sizes and shapes for
their temporary lives on earth.
Knowing all too soon, that they will be melting and be no
more, except for the fraction of a moment they have fallen
into this poem where you will forever remember them.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem