Snow - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
I loved the snow
And the snow loved me.
Together we were a mystery.
Together we sang and danced merrily.
Songs were written about the snow
And me I was dancing in a flow.
Snow flakes decided it was their turn
To come down heavy so that I could learn.
And learn did I
That the snow and I
Would always remain friends
Till the very, very end.
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