Swirling snowflakes
Share their secrets
I hear them whisper
As they softly sway.
Leaving patterns
In the snow, sleet stirs
Autumnal colours muddied
from careless footsteps.
Interred in a snowdome,
Ice shards, sharp, break free
From frozen concepts.
Tears sting my eyes and
I'm swept away on a
Carpet of white lies.
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Beautiful poem " Tears sting my eyes and I'm swept away on a Carpet of white lies." fantastic… 5*