Snowflake Poem by Bella Luca

You've had enough of autumns bleeding
you're more than ready for winters breathing
but remember to remember
that every crunch beneath your shoe
was once a rustle in the wind

So you must be patient for the snowflakes
the chill that hangs in the air
is what defines every footstep, every heart beat
of your lonely morning walks

but it's still not crisp enough for freezing
so collect your scattered thoughts
and pack them tightly inside
you won't have to travel the city alone